Rain at the end.
Wednesday was the big storm day and I took the cage. Thursday was a little tamer, but still wet and windy. I hadn't ridden in stormy weather for a while. Guess it was about time to crawl back on that particular horse. Was it fun? Sometimes, but it was also a little scary, and that's why I ride in bad weather. It keeps that edge off the fear, just a little. The next stormy ride will be a little easier. Eventually it will be exhilarating, the buffeting wind, the crisp air, the patter of raindrops, the crunch of riding over hail... Kidding! I draw the line at frozen crunchy stuff...or frozen stuff of any type.
|One from the ride. It was darker than it looks|
Tomorrow is bicycling day. Sunday looks to be cold, but dry. Maybe Sam and The Princess will get out for a little ride!