No added roof ventillation yet...
I know you are somewhat familiar with my area.
Many years ago (full head of hair, etc.) I rode my R65 down to K. Falls to visit a buddy on a nice sunny dry spring Saturday morning.
It was snowing like crazy when I woke up that Sunday morning. The only open road out of town was the pass to Medford. Chains were required but I didn't expect they would do anything but offer a ride (to the nearest asylum) if they stopped me.
I had a snowmobile suit. I borrowed my buddies wet suit boots (as socks) and gloves. I suited up and hit the road.
The sweet spot seemed to be a little above idle in 3rd gear. No faster than I would have been comfortable crashing.
Every 30 minutes or so my fingers would start feeling too numb to work the brakes. Roll to stop, kick stand down and grab a cylinder head until the gloves stop steaming.
The snow was melted by Medford and it rained like crazy all the way back to PDX.
Rubber side stayed down.
Fond memories. Once was enough for me as well.
Lest the board jump all over me...
The household Muttchen is no less loved than he appears.