Fin

The Reeds had warned me of another impending storm, but it was hard to believe because it was blue skies as far as you could see.  I had stopped by my sister's house in Chelmsydale to say hi to her three kids, and the black clouds were already looming as I approached.  My BIL had called and said, "Better make it to Lowell by 4:45pm!"  Unfortunately I had to pack up quick, and skip a visit with my parents.  The very moment I got home, 4:46pm, it started to downpour!  I had put the bike in the garage with only two rain drops, and could not have timed it better.  In 3800 miles, I had only 5 miles with actual rain (in NC - and not enough to put on rain gear).  I have had amazing luck with weather these past three trips.