Yesterday ...

... I got my first ride out on the Tracer this year - 44 miles of bliss, except for the numb fingers.  I must invest in heated grips.

Today we learn of the passing of Dan Gurney, one of the few remaining heroes of my early teenage years.  He hangs on the garage wall, flying his beautiful Eagle through Eau Rouge.  Many words will be written about Dan in these next few days - suffice to say, they simply don't make them like that anymore.
https://www.motorsportmagazine.com/opinion/us-racing/dan-gurney-1931-2018