The weather here has been horrible for riding for a month now. Extremely hot and no rain. Yesterday was only supposed to be in the low 90s and the usual 15% chance of rain that fizzles out every day. I suggested taking a ride to Hot Springs, AR to eat at a grill we like, about a 250 mile round trip. The wife agreed. We had a nice ride up and a good lunch. Saw a gun show going on and went to walk around there a while. While in there, we ran into a friend who said his wife had been stuck on the highway we came in on for about 30 minutes because a storm had blown trees onto the road. Pulled out the trusty phone and looked and the radar showed purple, red, and yellow all the way home. Especially on the route I had intended to take home.
We went outside and it was raining.
The wife laughed and said I had done it again. She was getting wet on a trip with me on the trike.
I planned a route that would eventually take us around and between the heavy rain and wind. Her Frogg Toggs did just fine and she didn't get wet. I think she enjoyed the wet ride home mostly because all I had was my rain jacket. I had melted the pants leg on my exhaust the last time, tossed them, and forgot to get new ones.
I think I have only had her on one trip that I didn't get her into some rain. Thankfully, she still wants to ride.
We went outside and it was raining.
The wife laughed and said I had done it again. She was getting wet on a trip with me on the trike.
I planned a route that would eventually take us around and between the heavy rain and wind. Her Frogg Toggs did just fine and she didn't get wet. I think she enjoyed the wet ride home mostly because all I had was my rain jacket. I had melted the pants leg on my exhaust the last time, tossed them, and forgot to get new ones.
I think I have only had her on one trip that I didn't get her into some rain. Thankfully, she still wants to ride.