I got back this afternoon. A good 900 mile ride to Washington and back. It was hot and humid for the whole ride. The thunderstorms were unpleasant at times, especially on Thursday afternoon east of Latrobe, on the Lincoln Highway. About fifty miles in heavy rain. With a naked bike, you feel every drop at first and then you just feel the bathtub. After the first three minutes of the rain, it just doesnt matter; besides, twenty minutes after the rain stopped, I was dry. It was like going from a washing machine into a dryer. The bike was flawless and comfortable. Great machine. Not exactly a vacation, but it was close.
Tell me about it. I was roller blading around Dupont Circle this weekend when the skies opened up. I took cover by the metro stop while it rained like a hurricane. The storm cleared up about five minutes later.
No kidding! It also rained where I live and I also got wet!!!