I apologize for the crazy way this thread has begun it's life with multiple split personality disorder but it was early in the morning after a long night at work and a couple of shots of tequila in me to help with sleeping. I don't do well with medication, it usually puts me in a coma and that's just the over the counter stuff.
I grew up in the PNW, Seattle area riding motorcycles all over the place in all types of weather. Back in the day my only foul weather gear was a cheap rubber rain suit over multiple layers of clothing and plastic bread bags inside of old army boots. I guess I am spoiled now with all the heated gear I have.
It's not that I wouldn't own a Harley, admitting it would be the problem.
Harley Davidson: The cure for the common man.
71 R75, 73 R75, 81 R65, 97 R1100GS