Hands getting cold at wet, so I pull over to get out the heated gloves and connectors. Pull into a service station where I can shelter under the canopy. As I pull in I see a KTM parked up with the rider inside having a coffee. Anyways I dig into my pannier and pull out the gloves and cables and start getting ready to leave. Out comes the KTM rider and we exchange one of those multifunctional nods. In this context it is a nod of mutual respect. We are in gale force winds and rain and pushing on. We are real bikers. So it was a good job he could not see me plugging in my heated gloves.
So off I set and turn the gloves on and wait for the comforting warmth to permeate my body. Nothing...... bugger. ...........: So I pull at the next service station and take the seat off and trace the wires. WHAT A FOOL. I hade forgot to re connect them to the fuse box(I disconnected them for the summer.). So connect them all up and head inside to drown my misfortune in a coffee.
No wild Atlantic way for me today, I think it is going to be a bit too wiled. So cutting through this weather on the motorway.
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