This is by far my favorite time of year. The intense life force of the landscape is unmistakable and contagious.  We had two days of sorely needed hammering rain in upstate NY  and all the trees and vegetation are exploding with life. The smell of the night air is intoxicating with dozens of scents that would make roses pale.  To be on a motorcycle in the middle of the night taking all those scents is like being high. I don’t care if I get soaked.