Three of us, on baggers, hit a very cold Donner Pass on Interstate 80 at around 10:30 a.m. Fortunately, we had the necessary warm clothing along. Unfortunately, most of it was in our bags, but that didn’t stop us. We were too pumped to stop and change so we blasted through with great anticipation for the warmth we knew was waiting for us in Reno and points beyond. We also briefly paid tribute to the survivors of the Donner Party and their incredible appetites.
At the top of the pass a swarm of pretty butterflies was darting merrily about, enjoying the brisk morning air. We hit them doing about 70… cold bugs splattering everywhere. There were big splotches of yellow on our pristine bikes. We were suddenly hauling some very cold, dead bugs.
Aw, what the hell, entomology and insect control is a standard sideline of every biker. Something we like to sink our 'teeth' into. .... so to speak.