The northwest has just experienced a spell of dry weather over two months long. It’s been enough to make a man sick.
That’s all over now, thank Merckx. Commuting home today, I was caught off guard. No jacket, no gloves– nothing. A few drops hit, heavy and plump like ripe fruit. Then the drops became steady. By my half-way point, I was soaked thru. As I rose out of the saddle for the final climb to my house, I felt the rain accumulate on the tip of my nose and swing off with each pedal stroke.
The roads glistened in the dull light of street lamps, full of rain and empty of riders. They are all gone now– the summer heroes and the chatting groupettos. The roads are mine once more.
The rain hath returned. All hail the rain.
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Oh how I envy you Jim.
monsoon season just started here, flooded road and sheltering under bridges is on the cards for the next tree months. Our rule of thumb for when to stop riding is if the garbage starts to float down the road towards you
This is pretty funny.
A squall in off the bay! Soaked through in seconds and battling against the wind being smashed in the face with rain. Seems to only happen between about 5 and 6 pm, just about the right time for the evening commute.
my ride home from work on the south coast of England starts in 1hr 10. Its pissing with rain and I have no jacket.
It'll still be the best part of the day.
I unexpectedly met a man in a parking lot a few weeks ago. All he said to me was, "I can't wait for it to start raining again. It will get the riff raff off the roads."
Jim. The Rorschach of the Keepers.
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rorschach_(comics)
@G'rilla
"You don't seem to understand, I'm not locked in here with you....you are locked in here with me"....I reckon he is probably mates with Jens...
@Jim
Well, they're not *just* yours. They're mine too. I skipped the long ride I planned on Wednesday because it was sunny. I'll do it today, because its raining finally.
I find it much easy to motivate for a ride when its rainy out and I know everyone else is getting cozy with their cups of hot cocoa.
Of course, I'll feel differently in February, but for now I'm only happy when it rains.
Welcome back to the mainland, mate.
@frank Led Zeppelin The Rain Song
Ah, the rain of the northwest. Equivalent near the Texas coast is the heat. Same result - when it arrives the wankers disappear.
The weather version of the Stockholm syndrome.