Friday, April 3, 2015

March 30

Today was a day for introductions...

Michael McCabe I would like to introduce you to the rainy season; Rainy Season I would like to introduce you to Michael McCabe.  I think the two of you are going to be good friends....   NOT!

Now that the introductions are complete, let me tell you about my new riding partner.  If you want to get the idea of what it was like riding today picture this...
imagine taking a shower full blast with the hot water only slightly turned on, then add a garden hose turned on full blast pouring down on your head and then add a fire hose full blast from the hydrant hitting you full on from the side and then just for good measure have someone pour a five gallon bucket of water over your head.  Then you can have a slight insight into when the skies open up in the rainy season.  It was startling how much water came down and how fast.

I rode through the storm and was soaked to the bone.  You get so wet that it really doesn't matter any more.  And it just keeps on coming down... in buckets!  

I kept riding through the rain as there was little alternative.  The creeks and roadside ditches filled and spilled onto the road.  I traversed streams across the road a couple of inches deep.  But when I came to a part in the road where a river had formed over the road that was a bit short of knee deep I had to stop.  The better sense in me (I know what you are thinking, yes I do have better sense at times) took hold and kept me from trying to cross the water.  The water was rushing over the road with white water rapids speed.  I just stood there in the pouring rain weighing my alternatives.  Cars were driving through with the water up along the doors.  Then a taxi van pulled up and asked me to jump in.  I could not get in with the bike but I did step up onto the running board, hooked my one arm inside for leverage and grabbed my bike with the other.  With my bike in the air we drove through the river where I was deposited safely on the other side.  Then off I continued on my 95 mile trek.  :)
Thank goodness for the goodness of the taxi driver!


Here is the approaching wall of rain.  You could see it coming and feel the wind picking up.  :(

2 comments:

  1. The rain and no more dehydration. I don't like riding in the rain. My glasses get wet on both sides and I can't see.

    You got a ride across the river, how did the other riders make out?

    Ray

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  2. Ray, I had the same question. I wondered how others from the group coped with the water?

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