|A grey overcast cycle|
Five minutes later the rain was back, but I carried on. Another win for me as it didn't last long enough to contemplate turning back.
A few minutes from our meeting point I noticed a few texts, and a call from Matt. I was half way up a hill so I didn't stop. When I arrived at the green I could give my phone the attention needed.
Matt had aborted, eventually. He hadn't wanted to, but the rain was much heavier over his way. The first text was to say it was raining, but he was on his way. The voicemail and final text was the dreaded abort.
It wasn't raining where I was, and I was already out, so I carried on. Maybe for no other reason than to get a picture for the blog. I got lucky with the ride,
I'm home and warm now, and by my reckoning it's three nil to me.
Let's hope tomorrow the weather doesn't improve it's score.