Yes, we call this “Spring”.
In the infamously cold, foggy summer of 2011, I happened into one of Water Street’s many shops and found them giving out pin buttons with the slogan “#$%& the weather, I’m having summer anyway”. I’ve thought back to that slogan recently, seeing as how we are a week into May and the mercury struggles to get above 5 degrees C (41 F.). It even snowed yesterday…not enough to shovel but enough to turn the Outer Ring Road into a high-speed demolition derby.
We Newfoundlanders should be used to spring forsaking us, and not bat an eyelash when the sun ceases to appear for weeks at a time. This happens every year, and every year we react with indignation as if we were being cheated out of something. We as a society are obsessed with the weather and we do love to complain, and I’m guilty of it as well. But all I have to do is read the top stories in the news to realize how blessed we are to live here.
We don’t have tornadoes or earthquakes, and what hurricanes we do get usually lose most of their strength by the time they hit our shores. There are no violent protests or clashes with the military, and we can criticize the government without fear of punishment. Our citizens do not die because they can’t afford medical treatment. Our air is clean, and we can drink water right from the tap. There aren’t even any poisonous creepy-crawlies hiding in wait for us. “It’s too cold to ride my motorcycle”. Boo-freakin’-hoo. Suck it up Princess, there’s worse places to live.
This past Sunday, it was all of 3 degrees C (37 F.) but I decided that I was not going to let the weather stop me from riding. I had more layers on than an onion, and spent a couple of hours on the bike with heated vest and heated grips turned up as high as they could go. It was chilly but fantastic, and I hope to do the same this weekend as long as it’s above freezing (I really don’t want to find out how a Vstrom handles on ice).
#$%& the weather, I’m starting Riding Season 2014 anyway.