I got again yesterday for another ride, approx. 250 miles. Rode west across the state of NH and into Vermont. I had lunch at the Country Girl Diner in Chester, VT. Rte 124 along Mount Monadnock was a bit rough with frost heaves. It sure was a good test of the front shocks. My black '06 was nice and clean when I left in the morning. When I got back home in mid afternoon the bike was covered with a very fine powder, most of it I'm sure is salt. I use to wait until after a heavy rain and I probably still should, but I'm not getting any younger. Each day that goes by not riding is a day and adventure forever lost.