Wet, cold morning of riding. Fog on the Blue Ridge Parkway was unbelievable – at times with only 30-40 feet of visibility in front of me. I tolerated it for about 30 miles and even tried to rescue an “escaped calf” along the way. Only on the BRP! Have been working to get from the BRP to Interstate 81 for a while and have finally reached Wytheville (a little more than 2 hours from my stop for the night). Fingers are still tingling from having been cold for so long. Definitely need to invest in a fairing for The X. On a more positive note,The X has been performing flawlessly, as usual. She’s not an Indian, but she’s still a keeper.