So on Monday the Weather report is showing rain, very good chance of rain. None of us ride in at work, we all agree in the AM that it probably won't rain and it doesn't. We are then blessed with 3 more very nice riding days. This morning, the power is out and I can't check the weather report (even the cell tower was down, bad accident outside our development, downed power lines, closed a state route, etc). My daughter recalls that we had a 30% chance of rain later in the day. I risk it, come summer around here the Weather peoples are always trying to cover their butts by throwing in a "30 - 50%" chance of late afternoon thunderstorms. I predict that because I rode it, it will rain.

Fast forward to this evening at work, I look out and see some dark skies. I check weather.com and realize there are some cells moving towards my home, if I am going to make a go for it, I have to go at that point. So I wait 15 minutes (nothing's ever easy...). I leave, riding into the blackest looking storm clouds. My *hope* is that I can make it over the river [border] and to this gas station (Irving) where I can throw my rain jacket on. This is the same gas station that I coasted into two days ago when I ran out of gas 100 yards from it (nice!!). This time, 100 yards before the gas station, I start getting some rain drops. I made it under the roof & got my rain gear on. The remaining 9 miles to the house was in a torrential downpour. I really miss my Beemer ('99 BMW R1100RT) and my Aerostitch riding suit. The rain drops felt like needles in my legs on the ride back. My feet were soaked and somehow I got a steady stream of cold water running down my back and my front.

So, searching for my PaD for today, I did an off-camera flash shot of the wet bike. I bumped up the contrast to bring out the water droplets on the chrome and like the effect. A bit of vignetting to bring down some of the bright spots on the edges and I have something worthy.

My rain gear is drying inside (I think the gloves will take a couple days to dry though).