Wow, there’s really nowhere to hide when it’s bucketing down during a ride home. I reckon I left work about 30 minutes two late. By the time I hit the City Botanic Gardens it had started sprinkling but by the time I crossed the Good Will Bridge it was all over, it was pissing down.
I saw a couple of guys huddling under an overpass but I figured what the hell, why delay the inevitable. The backpack cover was on so I just kept going. The only drama was the water which was rinsing out the padding in my helmet caused dirt and dried sweat to wash into my eyes which really, and I mean really hurt…
I made it to the car in one piece, although very wet. Stopped for fuel on the way home and a lady working in the coffee shop took pity on me, (I was dripping) and made me a free coffee. Nice!
Still not deterred…I love the ride. I used to ride a Suzuki Bandit 1200 to work and never got too wet thanks to the protective gear. No such luck on the MTB..
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