well, that got rather interesting rather quickly, and not interesting in a good way, more interesting in a holy carp, I may be about to die kind of way.
Out for what I thought was a quick ride, looked fairly clear after rain this morning, with a bit of a decent breeze. Turned for the southward leg, definite headwind, decent workout and then I spotted a line of storms on the horizon headed my way. When I hit one village, just a slight change of direction and all of a sudden I had bits of fen hitting me in the face, winds threatening to take the bike out from under me or push me across the road into oncoming traffic and twonks overtking far too close. It had gone from interesting to the kind of conditions I would not head out into in the space of less than 5 minutes, along with a temperature drop from 34 to 20 celcius. And then the rain came.
I ddn't stop for a waterproof, nowhere to sheleter and no point, stair rods, so bloody quick I was drenched in minutes.
