Left yesterday morning, thoughts and gear for 77 degrees, but by the time I made it through the mountains, I was frozen. Made a stop by a dealer for a new oil cap O ring, then on to the dragon. Not crowded, nothing crazy happening. Must be too early in the year for madness. Good lunch, rode the tail with brother and nephew. Then a long ride back. Never touched an interstate. And felt great when I got home. 400 miles of twisties and curves, and zero discomfort (except where I killed north America's largest bumble bee with my face). Good bike.