Tuesday, April 3, 2012

It's not the

Cold

That will do it, it's the

Wind.


Last night, the BRW (Beautiful Redheaded Wife) and I, went to a "Gardening in Containers" class.  We went because I'm a City Kid – with caps.  Hey! I've never lived lower than the eight floor, and couldn't identify a tree unless I looked down upon the leaves.  Turn a leaf upside-down, and I hadn't a clue what I was looking at.

The class was held in Wells, Maine: 30 miles south, starting at 6:30 PM lasting until 8:30. Sixty miles round-trip; not too shabby, and the weather was holding at 40 degrees F (4.444444444444445 C.  Ah, the weatherman, so precise and often so inaccurate).

So donning our heavy (and I mean heavy) jackets, cinching on the chaps and sliding on the winter gloves, we zoomed away.  Okay, with two-up on the Elite, it wasn't quite a ZOOM, but, you get the idea.

The class was informative: got to ask questions like "Does the container need to have holes?" and "How do you know when a cucumber is ripe?": heavy stuff like that.

Then..... the ride home.  The Sun was long gone, and the wind decided it wanted to ride with us – or rather, against us.  It was one miserable ride home.

So, to paraphrase: It's not the cold, stupid.  It's the wind.

8 comments:

  1. The container class sounds fun.

    Riding home in hard winds does not. Brrr.

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    1. Indeed to both your comments. Ah, but Spring is just around the corner - if we can just get to the corner!

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  2. Mike:

    I'll bet having a BRW on the back is very comforting when confronting cold winds

    bob
    Riding the Wet Coast

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  3. So kind of you to shield your BRW from the brisk head winds.

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    1. Thanks. That's what she said. Me, I could only nod frigidly!

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  4. I'd take two up in those conditions. Your back and her front stayed warm. ;)

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    1. True, and, truth be told, I'd rather be two up and frozen solid than to be warm and toasty with any one else!

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