I really would like to know...
For a long time I have believed in this saying: "Cyclists hate going riding in the rain, but don't mind getting rained on while riding."
I decided I NEEDED to go for a ride today. The run up to Thinking Rock has become a wild animal trail; the gravel part of the adventure is totally grown in so I can no longer see all the ravines, and rivulets and rocks that have arisen due to the recent rains. Also the over-the-head high weeds, and vines, and grasses, and thorns from hell have grown in so thickly that they crowd out the entire road themselves! I think that run is done until autumn.
I chose to go to "ippon sugi" or "the lone cedar tree" instead. This route has become paved entirely so it loses a lot of its sex appeal; however it also means that even in summer it is still ride-able. It takes an hour to get to the top. I went. I ate. I conquered. And then I came down. On wet concrete. And I must admit that my crash of the other day has caused me to lose a lot of confidence riding down wet pavement. But I made it down the mountain in 15 minutes, and then home in 25 minutes.
But boy was it raining! Just as I was about to go out the deluge hit. So I waited, thinking, "I should just go to the gym. But to hell with that, I want to go riding." So I waited some more. And sure enough, it abated just enough so that I could get on my bike and start riding when it was not yet raining.I made it to the base of the climb and that is when the rain started. It rained, and rained, and rained all the way up. I was drenched (see photo). The clouds were so thick that I could not see below me (see photo). I made it to ippon sugi, ate two hard boiled eggs, a puck of camembert cheese, hugged the tree strongly, and rode down. Carefully. And slowly. It was boring to be going that slowly. Then I got below the clouds and could see my village again (see photo)
You know what? Even though it was pouring rain as I was climbing up the mountain, and my sunglasses (clear lens) were completely fogged up from the humidity, I did not mind one bit the rain soaking my everything! Because I was already riding!So, is there anyone out there who understands that feeling?
I love you!
Cam
I totally understand that feeling. I used to think the same thing when I was jogging. If it was raining before I left home, then I wouldn't go. But, if it started pouring during the run, I'd relish it.
ReplyDeleteActually, with the flexibility of my job, I do exactly the same thing.
Matt, I think I just fell in love with you all over again!
ReplyDeletepppffffttt...
ReplyDeleteYou're both dorks!
If i'm to be sopping wet i want to be in either a swimsuit or totally naked.
ReplyDeleteMeaning bath or shower, Cameron....
Don't even go there.
Sorry. Mind draws a complete blank as to what you are referring to.
ReplyDeleteYeah.... riiight.
ReplyDeleteBRAT!
Always trying to seem so innocent.
I got your number, Buster!