Welcome February!

I'm starting to get a burning itch to be back out on the scooter and temperatures don't stop me. It's this bloomin' snow that keeps falling every time what's on the ground seems like it's going to melt away. We're in that vicious pattern where the sun's warmth starts to melt the snow by daylight but then the night's freeze works its nefarious magic to remake the thaw into sheets of ice while I'm asleep.

The streets themselves are passable in most areas within a day or two of new wintery precipitation. The alley alongside the house which I need to travel to get the bike to the street is the problem with the repetition of thaw and freeze. Because of the angles of the concrete sidewalk panels it's impossible to clear the snow down to bare surface with the snow blower, and there's no way I'm going to shovel it all. So, I'm stuck under the deck where the scooter's safe from the worst of what winter usually dishes out, but stuck is the operative word there.

I'm hoping and praying for one of those February thaws when we get about a week or so of spring temperatures before the rest of winter comes back to play out what remains of its fury. Even a few days of being able to ride will satisfy the urge and help to ease the cabin fever.

It's Super Bowl Sunday and I'm posting this from a place that's about an hour's drive from Pittsburgh. I'm in Steelers' country but I'll be making the four hour drive back in time for the game. (Steve, if you feel a wave when I'm passing through, that'll be yours truly!) Since the Eagles didn't make it, yeah - I'll root for the "other Pennsylvania team." I'll just have to make sure that all of the die hard Eagles' fans don't find out. I was at a Chinese New Year's party last night. They were serving "Cardinal" instead of cat. That's those Steeler's fans for you!

Go Steelers!