o, alabama, i love thee not.
yeah. nothing but unlove for the rainfall on alabama last night. i even checked the weather radio before i left town, just to be sure. yes, i have a weather band radio. it came in the CB unit for the bike. this does NOT make me a geezer.
and the weather radio said that we had a weather front in birmingham moving EAST. for those playing along at home, montgomery is SOUTH of birmingham. it is not EAST. east of birmingham you find such exciting destinations as atlanta. i, gentle readers, am SOUTH of birmingham. all my knowledge of geography did not avail me dryness yesterday. for when the weather is wont to rain, rain it will. and it did. a LOT.
luckily, i was able to kick up my feet and watch the weather channel for a couple of hours at the restaurant where i ate dinner. and the busboy gave me good directions home that did NOT involve the twisty, hilly road i'd ridden out there on. twisty, hilly roads are big fun when you're in dryness and light. they are sucky, anxiety-riddled death when you are in dark wetness.
i hit another cell of the storm about 10 miles from my hotel. i had to pull over under a freeway overpass to sit it out. the overpass being there and relatively safe and dry was good. the fact that i had to sit there for 30 minutes looking at the dry, comfortable gas station so close and yet so far away across the freeway was not good.
bonus fun: my leather gloves were apparently dyed black on the cheap. when i came home, all of my fingers and a ring around my palm were stained dark black. i looked like i'd been very thoroughly fingerprinted!
and the weather radio said that we had a weather front in birmingham moving EAST. for those playing along at home, montgomery is SOUTH of birmingham. it is not EAST. east of birmingham you find such exciting destinations as atlanta. i, gentle readers, am SOUTH of birmingham. all my knowledge of geography did not avail me dryness yesterday. for when the weather is wont to rain, rain it will. and it did. a LOT.
luckily, i was able to kick up my feet and watch the weather channel for a couple of hours at the restaurant where i ate dinner. and the busboy gave me good directions home that did NOT involve the twisty, hilly road i'd ridden out there on. twisty, hilly roads are big fun when you're in dryness and light. they are sucky, anxiety-riddled death when you are in dark wetness.
i hit another cell of the storm about 10 miles from my hotel. i had to pull over under a freeway overpass to sit it out. the overpass being there and relatively safe and dry was good. the fact that i had to sit there for 30 minutes looking at the dry, comfortable gas station so close and yet so far away across the freeway was not good.
bonus fun: my leather gloves were apparently dyed black on the cheap. when i came home, all of my fingers and a ring around my palm were stained dark black. i looked like i'd been very thoroughly fingerprinted!