Unto Every Biker’s Life Falls Some Rain

I work with a bunch of meteorologists.  You know something is wrong when they say, “oops, seems that ‘they’ got the forecast wrong.” Yep, despite a forecast of rain later in the evening yesterday, it began to rain hours before I was scheduled to leave the office — on my Harley — for my commute home. Yuck. I hate riding in the rain.

Fortunately, traffic was rather light and people were behaving. That is, I kept a good distance between me and the vehicle in front of me, and no one cut me off. Thank goodness.

I rode steadily. I had plenty of stopping distance for traffic lights. I applied the brakes slowly and evenly when I had to stop.

I came up behind a cop along my way, and began to follow him. He saw me, and drove steadily and slowly such that I could follow safely. He went almost completely on the route to my home, so I felt safe.

I was wearing good, solid boots with lug soles (Wesco Motor Patrol Boots), so I had good traction. The boots resisted road spray so my feet and legs did not get wet. I wore thick leather chaps and a solid leather jacket, with my full-face helmet. I didn’t get wet, though my bike sure will need a good cleaning after the rain and road splatter dries.

Oh well… weather is not as predictable as one may think — even meteorologists get it wrong sometimes. And reading the commentary on my Facebook posting about this situation (from a bunch of meteorologists and allied professionals) is hysterical.

Life is short: ride safe!