The weather forecanters issued dire warnings of afternoon frog stranglers so i was on the road at 7 a.m. sharp.
Foggy so I headed north on a 4 lane hoping it would quickly burn off.
Stopped at a Wal-Mart to attend to some business.
Cursed at a few cyclists riding two or 3 abreast on twisty mountain roads who refused to move over even after I gave them a couple of polite warning toots on the horn. If they get killed whose fault will it be? Theirs for riding the center line so they can gossip with their fellow riders or some poor schmuck driving along at the speed limit who hits one on a limited vision bend.
Home at tad after noon.
Smug that I missed any chance of getting soaked.
OF COURSE IT DIDN'T RAIN ONE F'IN DROP THE REST OF THE DAY.
