I was caught in a really bad hail storm on my 2014 valk. was in northeastern New Mexico, there wasn't anything to hide under not even a bush. I rode about 2 miles into the hail, it go upto about quarter size, there was 2 inches of hail on the road when I stopped, I was hunkered down on the downwind side of the bike, trying to get winter gloves on (my hands were wet and i couldn't get them into the fleece lining) when a young lady with 2 younger daughters and a 15 year old son stopped in a king cab pickup truck towing a covered trailer, she asked if she could help me, offered to load my bike in the trailer and drive me out of it, I said Heck yeah! Her son opened the trailer, the tailgate was a ramp, and cleared a space for my bike, they sold pants and trees the bike just fit between the racks. I asked if she had tie downs, she said no, do you want to ride in the trailer and hold the bike up? I said sure, he son rode in the trailer with me! he kept opening the side door to look out and at the peak of the storm he said the hail was larger than golfball size and was about 12 inches deep on the side of the road.
Me in the trailer

The storm I foolishly tried to out run!