I decided not to bring the little Harley Nightster down to Olympia with me yet, remembering how awful the weather was last year. Because of that I'm sure, we've had surprisingly nice weather. I'm often thinking I wish I had brought it down here so I'd have something to ride. We had the biker's day on the hill last week, and I wore my black leather biker vest with the patches and all that over my sport coat. I was surprised at all the comments I got, not only from colleagues, but from bikers here who recognized me from the Quick Throttle column and made a point to comment on how they enjoyed it. It was nice to hear that folks are reading it.
Olympia is an interesting place. I can and used to bitch and moan about how busy I was and disliked it so much, but now that I'm not, the tables have sure turned. I also, from time to time, realize how pretty a town this is. The other morning coming to work, as I came down the hill towards Capitol Lake, I realized just that when I took this picture with my camera phone.