Monday, April 25, 2016
It was a dark and stormy night. Heather arrived at the beginning of spluttering droplets. The clouds were grey and ladened with moisture. We waited a few minutes and the droplets decreased. Look to the blue sky in the south. We rode. We rode up the mountain in spite of the wet. I didn't think of my camera in the bento bag. It got too wet near 11.39. Downhill was scary. The brakes were hydro planing. The droplets harder and faster. It was the slowest descent. Lightening flashed. Thunder cracked over head. Finally back at my house the clouds let loose the hardest rain. I wiped down my bike.