I have been delinquent this year removing the battery from my motorcycle, which I store every winter under the sink in the bathroom. But this year has been so unusually warm that, like the grasshopper, I chose to fiddle around and ignore certain winter preparations.
This morning the temps were forecast to be near fifty degrees, so I plugged the bike onto the charger, and after some chores slipped on my leather jacket (not cold enough for chaps) and fired it up.
Unfucking believable. I rode into town and passed two more bikes on the road. Christmas day on the bike; we should be measuring snow by the foot.
Temps are supposed to drop into the freezing range Saturday night, and for the rest of the week: rain/snow/sleet mix is forecast going into Tuesday, with normal winter temperatures to follow.
I can put it off one more day, I’ll remove the battery tomorrow.