SAAVA
Junior Member
Makes for some interesting riding.
Almost home. Had about 12 miles left from my long commute yesterday when my luck ran out and the skies opened. 2.5 inches of rain in less than an hour so you get an idea of what I riding through.
Traffic on I75 slows to 20 mph and I have only had one more exit to go. I didn't stop to put any rain gear since I was so close, but by now I am completely drenched. I don't really care about the rain that much since I can see better than the cars on the bike, but the lighting crashing all around me has me on edge.
Finally, I make it to the side streets thinking about how I am almost home when in the last 1/2 mile I turn from Fruitville Rd onto US41. Are you kidding me there are waves in street! Some cars are stuck and others are turning around. Only raised trucks are going through. Wow, I've never seen this much water on this road, but it is the only way for me to make it to my apartment. I am going.
Water immediately pours into my boots and the front wheel starts to fight me. I get really taken off guard when a couple of waves water actually come up over the top of the bike's windscreen onto my lap. This might have been a bad idea as I still have the deepest part to go through. I make it though and start laughing in my helmet. That was fun and will make for a good story.
The best part. I came out this morning, removed some leaf debris from in and around the bike since it looked a little like it had been through a flood, lubed the chain and she started right up and I rode it back to work.
Almost home. Had about 12 miles left from my long commute yesterday when my luck ran out and the skies opened. 2.5 inches of rain in less than an hour so you get an idea of what I riding through.
Traffic on I75 slows to 20 mph and I have only had one more exit to go. I didn't stop to put any rain gear since I was so close, but by now I am completely drenched. I don't really care about the rain that much since I can see better than the cars on the bike, but the lighting crashing all around me has me on edge.
Finally, I make it to the side streets thinking about how I am almost home when in the last 1/2 mile I turn from Fruitville Rd onto US41. Are you kidding me there are waves in street! Some cars are stuck and others are turning around. Only raised trucks are going through. Wow, I've never seen this much water on this road, but it is the only way for me to make it to my apartment. I am going.
Water immediately pours into my boots and the front wheel starts to fight me. I get really taken off guard when a couple of waves water actually come up over the top of the bike's windscreen onto my lap. This might have been a bad idea as I still have the deepest part to go through. I make it though and start laughing in my helmet. That was fun and will make for a good story.
The best part. I came out this morning, removed some leaf debris from in and around the bike since it looked a little like it had been through a flood, lubed the chain and she started right up and I rode it back to work.
