Sunday no-roadkill report
Sep. 7th, 2008 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jhetleyNot riding through a prime roadkill habitat . . .
Well, the roads started to dry out, and we didn't actually have pounding rain, so I hauled the bike out and headed across town. I weaseled those words because I met patches of mist and drizzle that aspired to rain status. However, with humidity at 90% or so, I didn't actually get any wetter. Some wind.
Route past the den of iniquity and vice (AKA the "racino" or slot-machine parlor), thence to the airport, up a steepish hill, and back homewards. Wife expressed doubt about the rain, nothing detected in our personal real estate, until I showed her the drops still spattering my glasses. "Scattered showers."
15.82 miles, 1:12:08
Well, the roads started to dry out, and we didn't actually have pounding rain, so I hauled the bike out and headed across town. I weaseled those words because I met patches of mist and drizzle that aspired to rain status. However, with humidity at 90% or so, I didn't actually get any wetter. Some wind.
Route past the den of iniquity and vice (AKA the "racino" or slot-machine parlor), thence to the airport, up a steepish hill, and back homewards. Wife expressed doubt about the rain, nothing detected in our personal real estate, until I showed her the drops still spattering my glasses. "Scattered showers."
15.82 miles, 1:12:08
