There’s nothing like a blue sky 75 deg. perfect day to go for a ride. But what do we often hear from friends returning from a long trip. “Well day three it rained all day” Our first thought is to offer condolences for the bad day. I am not so sure this is really what needs to be. I would like to offer a different perspective for that day when the rain is unavoidable. First off, as riders we watch the weather carefully because we do not like to get caught off guard. We spend lots of money on rain gear to be prepared. We frequently check our tire condition and pressure. So what actually goes through your mind as the clouds begin to darken and the wind starts to pick up? I would rather be in a car right now, No. We actually start to get a little excited, our pulse begins to quicken, because we know that there is an elevated level of danger over the next miles. We start to gear up for what’s coming; it is now man and machine against nature. The feeling of satisfaction when the day is done and we have arrived safely at our destination, the feeling of accomplishment you just don’t get on a nice sunny day ride. Is it really as bad as we make it out to be? I am not suggesting that we look forward to a wet nasty ride. Only that it is inevitable and that it is a challenge that has to be risen to. How was your trip? “We had a great time, the rain was unbelievable, there were some nice days as well” Sorry to hear about the nice days. I would like to apologize if you live in Seattle and ride in the rain often. In this case I am willing to concede that I might just be full of it.