Go back to bed. The weather man lied. Said this wasn't supposed to hit until noon. Oh well. It's pretty nasty this morning and it's all moving out to where we're supposed to go. I figure we'll probably be struck by lightning or drown in a pothole on Lake Wohlford. Descending that road in the rain is nerve-racking. I'm playing it safe today. See you all next week, and if you are out riding, you get a gold star bonus Belgian style hardman point.
-robert-