Every few years I get caught out in a hard rain storm. It had been awhile since the last time, so I guess it was due. Jay and I talked about the possibility of rain as we were in the parking lot, then didn't give it any more thought until we were climbing the hill on Caroline's loop and the drops started coming. By the time we got to the top it was pouring, we were soaked, the trail was slick and muddy, and it was time to call it a day. As we headed back down the hill, and then to the parking lot, the rain got less and less intense and finally stopped. At the car, there hadn't been any rain yet and everyone was looking at us funny since we were soaked and covered in mud. By the time we got finished cleaning up the rain had arrived, though, and the rest of the day was a complete soaker. I guess I need to pay more attention to the weather radar on questionable days.
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