Cold dry ride.

I picked up my bike this weekend from Brampton to bring back to the condo. We were running late, and I had trouble starting the bike (the battery was not strong enough for some reason), we ended up heading straight to my parents' place instead of back downtown. I had anticipated riding back during the daylight hours, so I brought my mesh jacket, but when the sun went down, the temperature dropped like a stone and I was riding in the mid teens. It was surprisingly not bad, akin to that really cold Ride for Heart last year, but I somehow managed to keep myself warm. I only noticed how chilled I was when I got into the house.

The next day I had trouble starting the bike again, as the battery could not turn the engine. I am thinking that I need a new battery for the bike, but after jump starting it and getting ready to leave, the bike died and the oil light started to flash.

What the hey?

I took a look at the fuel gauge: empty.

What the hey?

I have never run out of oil before! When was the last time I put in oil?

Hrm, September 2014. I wasn't even the one who did it so I am not sure how much was added.

Okay, I think I need to go and pick up some oil for the bike.

I guess I am pretty lucky nothing happened during my ride back into town?

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