
Something that all but perhaps convertible drivers miss: The small-but-quite-detectable differences in temperature out there on the road.
When the nights start to cool off a bit, as they have here, recently, it's a neat feeling to dip down into a valley, and feel a noticeable bite in the air -- a crispness one can both feel and smell. Or to ride under an interstate overpass, still warm from the sun's rays all day, and to feel the temperature rise for just a moment as one rides underneath it.
I live for those little moments.
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