It is not always possible to commute to work on my bike. Yes, I listen carefully to the weather forecasts, I look outside while I am having my bowl of cereal looking for tell-tale signs of the white stuff
I scan the windshields of the cars parked on the street and if the temps are under 5°c I usually pass. Part of my commute takes me through the hills of Burnaby/New Westminster border. Many times when the roads are clear at home, I find that on these higher elevations I often encouter frost, so I take no chances. At 5°c our office parking lot can still be a sheet of ice.
Sometimes the conditions are just right. No ice, no frost but I have a lunch meeting, such was the situation today where I really wanted to ride to work but it is such a nuisance to carry ATGATT and bring it into the restaurant and then to our conference room upstairs in the Hotel. I still find it hard to walk in my riding boots, since I hurt my foot last Spring.
Other times I need to buy something large and I need the capacity of my trunk. I thought about just using bungee cords and strap it to my seat, but you don't want a new Goose-Down filled Duvet getting wet when they were forecasting rain. Try as I might, riding this week wasn't in the cards
I often get premonitions, call it gut-feel, dead reckoning and when things don't feel right I leave my bike at home .
I don't tempt fate but tonight it is going down to freezing again with frost expected by morning. Forecasters have been wrong before, we'll see . . .