Posted here and there.
It took me about an hour but I made it home in one piece. This is a shot of the bike when I got to the parking lot (the overhead light makes it look like the middle of the day).
My Bike
I didn't take the highway and apparently I wasn't the only one with that idea. It's usually about a 15 minute ride home, but with bumper to bumper traffic (going against the normal flow of traffic) it took me about an hour. Lot's of stop and go traffic that didn't seem to bother the Ural too much. Once I turned off the main road into my subdivision I had to go up a couple hills. At this point I ended up stuck behind a Honda Accord that had trouble getting up the hills, so I was stuck waiting and creeping along, but I didn't get stuck, at least not until I got impatient and tried to pass. I hit the thick stuff in the middle of the lanes (not plowed yet) and was doing pretty good until I tried to pull back into my lane while going uphill. I got stuck for a few seconds, but before I could put it into 2WD some pedestrian jumped onto the street and pushed me through the mound I was stuck in.
I got home to find the wife and kids working at the driveway with the shovels. I tried to run up the steep driveway with no room to get a run at it and I didn't quite make it. I put it into 2wd and tried again but there was just too much wet heavy snow and too much of a slope. I decided not to waste the fact that I put it into 2wd and wheeled up and down the snow covered road before helping out with the driveway.
By the time I got off the bike the header pipes were glowing a dull red, but the bike ran good all the way home. When I left work the windows were lined with people. I walked by the receptionist on the way out and she said, "Don't go yet, I'm suppose to call some people." Apparently I was the entertainment. On the way home I had a coule people take pictures with their camera phones and people didn't give sideways glances, they rolled their windows down and stared.
While sitting in traffic at one point I brushed the snow off the tank, big mistake as my glasses instantly fogged up as the steam coming of the engine from the snow surrounded me.
There's no more snow in the forcast for the week so hopefully I'll get the knobby on this weekend and see how well that works. Fingers got a little cold even inside the gloves and hippo hands, but nothing serious, and the rest of me was fine.
All in all, a great adventure. I'll looking forward to the rest of winter, at least once I get the knobby on. The other bonus is that the salt trucks hadn't come along, so no salt currently eating away at the bike, something I'll likely have to deal with tomorrow.
Tud

