With less than three weeks until departure time, I feel like I'm in a whirlwind of last minute details and projects. I did manage to take a short ride on my bike the other day, wanting to get used to being on a motorcycle again. It seems ironic, but I've been too busy trying to get set up for my ride to actually do any. No big surprise, I got caught in a thunderstorm, a real downpour. Actually, "downpour" seems a poor choice of words. With the strong gusts of wind and my location, the rain was reddish brown, and nearer to horizontal. I saw it coming in time to pull onto a gravel lot and drop the kickstand before it hit. I even managed to throw on a rain jacket, but not the pants. Then it showed me just how much an upstate NY thunderstorm can be like a southwest torrential downpour, the kind I've been caught in before, flooding and all. I waited it out under some pine trees on a nearby slope, trying to ignore the fact that my jeans were soaked through and my ride home was going to be wet and chilly. The good thing was, it didn't last long, and I got home just fine. A good reminder of what a cross country ride can be like sometimes. The other good thing-when it's not bad, it can really be great!! Got any storm stories to share from your trips?
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