Monsoon Ride
I checked the weather this morning and knew the afternoon ride home would be wet and wild. Exactly how wet and wild I wouldn’t find out until this afternoon.
Everyone at work offered to give me a ride home… and my standard answer was, and always is, “If you bite it off, you’d better be prepared to chew and swallow it.”
It was mean and nasty with lightning and flooded streets and poor visibility all the way home but it was just as nice as could be - at the same time.
The word “monsoon” comes to mind. After spending much of my early adult life in Southeast Asia - I remember those days and this afternoon would have rivaled those good old days…
It was wet… it was wonderful and I’d do it again any day - just to get to ride.
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