I love to bike in rain.* I had really looked forward to biking in the rain again; it has been such a dry summer. I love how fresh and fragrant the air becomes, the raindrops on my face, the sound of raindrops falling.
And then the rain stopped when I was 300 m into my commute. Oh well.
*Except when temps are just above freezing point and there is strong wind. That feels like getting stung with a thousand needles in the face.
by Sagaincolours
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I like riding in a light rain if I am dressed for it. Of course, getting to work wet is no fun.
That is a beautiful scene. Where is it?
The trail on my commute yesterday looked just like this, but with way more leaves. It was a bit sketch on the way back in the dark with no overhead lights (just my headlight).
Here too. Relatedly, my damp self finally bought the rain coat and pants I’ve been meaning to order.