I had to go downtown today, and I really wanted to ride the bike. I checked the radar, and it looked clear from my house on in. I put on the jacket and helmet, got the bike out, clear skies. Let it warm up then headed north, I got about halfway when my blue skies disappeared and a wall of water appeared in front of me. So I chickened out, exited, took the turn around and tried to beat it back home. Almost, I got a little splash for about a minute. Dropped the bike off at the house, got in the truck, and headed for downtown again. Not a drop on the windshield the whole way in. I must have somehow stumbled on an Indian rain dance between my clutchings and shiftings.
My pants are still wet 🙁
I have an old bike, it breaks, I document that here.