August 16th, 2007
Mother Nature is out to get me…
It’s my fault really. I got so use to the So. Cal. climate that I haven’t even been checking the weather anymore. I would get up, get dressed and go riding…. no bad days in southern California. However, I’m a long way from San Diego now.
Today I was finishing up my trip east to San Antonio, TX (to get service on my bike tomorrow). Ironically, I was thinking how neat it was that I haven’t worn my raingear in a month. I was also just getting out of the desert (after about 1000 miles) – things were good. Then it happened… at first a few drops of rain on my face – this will blow over… A few more drops… a little closer together this time – I guess I better get on my gear… Then the storm came in hard.
As it turned out, I was entering the forward edge of tropical storm Erin and I still had 120 miles to go. The storm was tracking a northwest course as I was following the same line heading southeast. The last 30 miles were terrible and navigating into downtown San Antonio (to my reserved hotel) was absolutely terrifying. The traffic was crazy – only a few feet of visibility – cars off the road or just stalled out in travel lanes and puddles up to my cylinder heads and a true fear of being blown off my bike. San Antonio’s not a small town. There were flashing signs: “water in road….” — what the hell am I suppose to do with THAT information.
I said a word of thanks when I finally made it to my motel.
Here are a couple pictures before the rain came