Two hours of light remaining. Thick thunderous clouds to the west. Temperatures dropping. This combination might suggest a warm dry evening at home. Not !! Suit up, make sure the rain gear is packed, fall gloves, gas, hit the road. This engine always sounds great to my ears, and the performance is even better. I headed northwest, skirting the thick clouds and running in and out of patches of sunlight. The roads over the mountains are twisty and clear of traffic. I have not seen lean angles like this on the GS since the tail of the dragon run. Fantastic. Yogi waves from the top of a wooded mountain. All too soon, light begins to fade, and I make a beeline for the interstate to get back. Just a few hours and a few gallons, but worth every minute and every penny. I am restored.