What a weird weather day. It was misting and wet when I left the house, and it just kept getting wetter as I headed to Comfort. By the time I got to 1604, it was raining convincingly. Mark called me and asked if I wanted to give up on the ride, but I said we might as well go to Comfort and see if it was wet there. As we kept heading north, it kept raining. It was still raining in Boerne, and it was still raining as we passed Po-Po's. Then, out of nowhere, it stopped. By the time I exited for Comfort, it was dry. Somewhere in the 10 miles between Po-Po's and Comfort, we passed the magic line.
There was a strong headwind from the south, and still the threat of rain blowing in, so we opted for the shorter 30 mile route (which turned out to be only 25 miles). Still, strangely, it was a great day to ride. The temperature was nice, the humidity was low (don't ask me how), and the wind never really blew in our face. It just goes to show you should never call the ride until you're actually at the start.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
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