...with Chris and Isabel, I put the hammer down in the hope of powering through the rain storm.
My way of coping was to talk to myself in my best action-movie-preview voice, with cheesy lines like, "one man must conquer the elements," or "only one thing can get in his way... himself", etc. It actually helped, though I'm sure I got some weird looks from passing motorists.
At the crest of Rogers Pass, the weather started to clear up...
And after a hot dog and tuna sandwich, I was feeling not too bad. From there, the ride to Golden was a hodge podge of various weather. Hot sun, light rain, thundershowers and Owen even encountered some hail.
Tonight we're staying indoors, which is always welcome after a wet day. As I write this, my clothes are tumbling away in the dryer, almost ready for the next onslaught.
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