It’s February 19, and 70 degrees of wonderful Fahrenheit sun-shining goodness here in North Georgia. Yes, I have been riding through some not-so-wonderful days. Rain, cold, gray skies that can help teach us all that the sun will come out tomorrow. Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow… Okay, sorry, it’s just that today was so beautiful it made me think I was actually in a musical.
Most of my rides through January were errands, commutes, or just because I wanted to get the bike out of the garage and shake my fist at winter. There is always a day here and there in January where you can ride comfortably in North Georgia. The trouble is finding that day and coordinating it with the rest of your life. It doesn’t always come when my calendar is ready for it.
Although I did manage a ride or two to grab some food.
Also, there’s a one hour round trip from my house to Awesome-ville Dawsonville Georgia – the root of NASCAR nation.
The Steelers made it to the first quarter of the AFC Playoff!
At the end of January there was a four wheel trip to take in a motorcycle show with a friend who I’m trying to convince to buy a bike. These weren’t bike salesmen…
My hand was obviously shaking when trying to take further pictures at the show.
My Scottish friend with some strange blurry super biker girl with a plastic cross bow. This is not the bike he will buy.
Today was a three hour loop through Blue Ridge, and then down from the tip top of Georgia’s border with North Carolina and Tennessee all the way down Hwy. 60 into Dahlonega.
Blue Ridge is an amazing town with history, and breweries, and restaurants (The Black Sheep is featured in the picture at the top. Don’t tell my wife, but I want to take her there for our anniversary), stores that love dogs, and a scenic train.
No more pictures. I was too busy riding some curves that I hadn’t seen since last fall.
Groundhog day has come and gone, and I’ve lost track of how many weeks we’re supposed to be hoping for a reprieve from salt, sand, and sitting on a couch by the fire. Amazing riding today. Just thinkin’ about tomorrow clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow ‘til there’s none. Tomorrow, tomorrow, there’s always tomorrow…
themotorcycletourer 
Springs almost here! Nice post. I ride frequently in North Georgia. Love the places you mentioned. Have to get back and check out Ellijay this year. Glad you got out for a ride!
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If you’re ever in the neighborhood let me know. We’ll share a cup or two at the Martyn House.
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Will do!
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I’m in Northern Ca and it just won’t stop raining ! We’re at something like 187% of normal and the reservoirs are overflowing. So…. I too will sing for sun !
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I’ve been watching the story of the Oroville dam with the rest of the country. Our prayers are with all the people up there that are hurting. Maybe if we all sing together?
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It’s great to see the days getting longer and the possibility of bigger bike rides. Liking your blog!
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