Lubbock and the rest of the South Plains of Texas have been in the strong grip of a heat wave for several days. One day last week it the mercury even hit 107 degrees!
Temperatures like that make riding the motorcycle less than pleasant and can just sap the energy out of riders. That’s one reason why the Harley Honey and I decided to stay inside the air-conditioned house this past weekend.
Whenever I think about how hot it is here, I just have to remember that our craps dealer son lives where it’s really toasty. Here’s a link to a weather story from the Las Vegas newspaper that explains what I’m talking about http://www.lvrj.com/news/50710342.html
Several years ago when we got on the shuttle bus at the Las Vegas airport I asked the driver how hot it was, and he replied that it was 113 degrees. One of the other riders on the bus added, “But it’s a dry heat.”
To which the driver responded, “They bake turkeys in dry heat.”
I felt like a plucked turkey after spending the weekend at the gaming tables, but the heat didn’t have anything to do with that.
