Tonight I took three of the scouts out to do the ride for their Cyclist badge. We headed along the canal to Dundas, and then onto Avoncliff. We’d had a couple of light showers along the way, and plenty of thunder and lightning, but nothing too wet. However soon after turning back at Avoncliff the towpath started to look very wet, but obviously we’d missed the rain. Or so we thought.
About a mile before we were due to leave the canal, the heavens opened and we were deluged with torrential rain. Within a few hundred yards I was soaked to the skin despite wearing my Raceface AquaMax jacket. We eventually made it back to the scout hut absolutely drenched, and I then had to ride home.
The last four miles home were in the same torrential rain, and it had rained so hard that all the roads were at least an inch deep in water all the way back. I don’t think I’ve ever been so wet in my life.
Casualties of the night so far include my HID lamp which appears to have died completely. I suspect all the bearings in the cross bike will be a bit waterlogged as well.