First Motorcycle Commute in Fall Fog

After traversing the next valley, I stopped at the Midway exit before hitting the highway and, even with the temperature being above freezing, found ice was forming on my gloves and pants. I had noticed my fingers starting to get cold which is unusual even in the mid-30's with my warmest polar tex gloves on; apparently the fog collected on them, made them wet, then the high speed riding caused freezing via evaporative cooling which pulled the heat out of my fingers as well.

My winter suit was keeping me toasty, and my fingers warmed up nicely once I flung the water off and used the engine as a hand warmer. Being a stubborn soul and considering worst case I would stop and wait it out at the next exit, I decided to hit the highway. Surely going 65 mph would be fast enough to clear the inside of my visor even in the fog. I was sort of right; the fast air blowing though the visor's defrosting system on the inside kept the middle of that surface clear, but water collected quickly on the outside so I had to keep wiping it off with my gloves, then turning my head back and forth to fling off the larger droplets the wiping action created.

About the time I was considering if I should continue, another motorcycle rider passed me. So I wasn't the only rider on the road in these conditions, which gave me a boost of confidence to continue. Other than wiping off with my glove periodically, the rest of the ride was rather uneventful. The fog finally cleared when I reached Harrisburg, and the sun dried me off by the time I got parked.