Kicked in the gonads!

IT's true. You don't have to be a 'male' to get that feeling.

I had really good intentions of heading south for some weeks and get some early season riding in.

We do have incredible sand beaches on the Island

Well as you know, that didn't happen.  The attending frustrations with how things have been unfolding have taken their toll on me in a sense of loss and of course the stress involved with dealing with insurance (which is always such a treat) and ultimately the lack of riding time, of which this spring trip added up to ZERO.

Sure I got to ride my scooter, but then again it is really my only means of transportation while I am down there.

The XT 350 is my Arizona  ADVENTURE BIKE,  and the sum of Adventure miles in the spring of 17... Nada, like I said, Zero.

That feels like the aforementioned feeling.

Of course the Island is really nothing more than a giant sand bar!

I have a very ambitious riding season planned and the early start would have given my riding muscles some much needed post winter exercise.  That will have to wait now.

This is the kind of place XT Yamaha's thrive.

AS compensation, I did talk Brenda into a beach walk a few miles from our home on PEI.  It was a cool windy day but we did find some sought after 'sea glass' which to me is about as interesting as a snail crossing the beach.

However to her, finding these remnants of beer bottles is akin to finding Spanish gold off the coast of Florida!

I did however do a little riding since my return, mostly known back lanes and unpaved roads beginning with the hill just behind our home.  Some still with dirty red snow.

AS you can see my XT 600, which I affectionately call, Big Blue... is lookin' good and working very well.  Some times I am asked which bike I would sell last if I was forced to do, to eat.  

This would very likely be it.  She has taken me (and her sister XT) to a 6000 km ride from AZ to Baja and back.

Pretty as a picture!  Local trout stream.

She (and her sister) made the trek from Calgary to the east coast in my pick-up, and from here ridden the Cabot Trail.  Blue and I will spend more time on the road (and trail) this upcoming summer than perhaps at any time since we moved to the Island.

Last years overnight trek with Trev and his KLR were only a warm  up ride!

Hard to believe this bike was built in model year 1990!