Hurricane Debby made landfall this week bringing devastation and destruction to a wide swath of the east. The outer bands passed over this area giving us days of rain. Cooler air came along with the storm which was nice. When Saturday came, rain was in the forecast, but we hadn’t paid enough attention to it to avoid the precipitation entirely. As we geared up in the garage, Bill checked his weather app which predicted 70% chance of rain. We headed out to get whatever ride in we could.
We were able to hit the curvy road where we ran into several cars leaving their driveways. Bill even cut into the gravel lot of the historic house to let one of the cars go past us. I realized then that while I am engine braking coming to stop signs, I don’t have it as a habit to help me in sudden slow downs and stops. We passed five Canadian geese and just as I was beginning to feel sad about the odd one, we zoomed past three more. With all the recent rain, the geese had split up to enjoy different puddles.
As we hit the long road into the ritzy neighborhood, I spotted something on my visor that might have been a raindrop. Half a second later, we rode into the downpour. We had to do an on-street U-turn and began to head back to my parents’ garage. Oddly, though, as we entered my parents’ neighborhood, the rain stopped, just a few blocks from the downpour. So we began riding around that neighborhood. I spotted a few butterflies, but under the gray skies, I couldn’t quite make up which species.
We zipped around for a few minutes before passing a car with its windshield wipers in full gear. Two seconds later, we hit the rain again and decided to call it a day. It was an interesting image to see the demarcation in the air between the rain and no rain.
Next week promises sunshine and low 80s for our Saturday ride. It will be a long week as I have to head back to work, so I’m hopeful for a great day of riding ahead.
Flutterby Biker 