I chickened out
The weatherman scared me, and I didn’t go. I did get in a little riding around town in the morning, but nothing to speak of. As it turns out, I would have gotten wet coming home, but the bad stuff didn’t hit until about 6:30 (no hail, but impressive thunder) and I’d have been home way before then.
OTOH, it’s looking to be a pretty good week, so I’m hoping to get out a few times. And next weekend is Memorial Day, so there are three days there. Memorial Day doesn’t have a good record weather-wise, but here’s hoping.
