Rain, Rain, Go Away

Rain, Rain, Go Away

  • 02 August, 2018
  • By Robert Weil

   7 days.

   That’s all.

The yearly motorcycle trip with “the boys”, 2 travel days, 5 days to ride beautiful twisty roads. We don’t ask for much and our “significant others” grant us permission but once per year so it must be planned, and mapped, and carefully considered many months in advance.  We have been doing this for a long time and… The rain gods have mostly smiled down upon us every year.  Over the years the destinations change slightly, but always to the south with warm climate.  Virginia, Carolinas both North and South, Georgia, Arkansas and Tennessee, with roads chiselled out of the sides of mountains and hills that bend and twist and contort themselves for our motorcycle riding pleasure, pure nirvana.  We have been lucky really, weather wise, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that into everyone’s life some rain must fall (literally).  But I don’t have to like it!

Riding day #1 was great, but just a tease really, day #2 we got wet but managed to salvage a good ride. 

#3 and #4 we seem to have pushed our luck as far as it will go for now.



Day #5?  Can we make a sacrifice to the rain gods to appease their anger?

Damn I sure hope so!


Questions/comments, always welcome

Robert Weil
Bike Guy / Cynical Prognosticator

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