It’s going to rain.
It’s really just a given. I’ve been asked a few times if I’m going to cancel the trip if the weather’s bad, and the simple answer is “no”. Because the weather will be bad for part of the trip. It’s going to rain.
I might even storm, and it could possibly be a bad storm. I’m prepared for it. I won’t necessarily enjoy it, but I can handle it.
Several years ago I spent 7 days on Isle Royale, and a few years later I spent 10 days. You can’t go that long there without some rain. So it rained. And when it did, I wore my rain gear and/or I took shelter in my tent. I hid in an outhouse for half an hour.
And I’ve endured plenty of rain on my scooter trips. In fact, I had a tradition going for the first three years that it was raining when I was ready to leave, so I ended up waiting a bit each time for it to let up. (And for the first one, “let up” meant that it was still raining, but not in buckets.) In addition to waiting out rain, I’ve navigated around it, raced to stay ahead of it, and just plain rode through it. It’s just rain.
So the fact that there’s a 40-70% chance of rain in the places I’ll be riding the first few days… doesn’t faze me. It’ll fall or it won’t. And it’ll pass.
(A blast from the past: this was what I saw on radar one morning as I was heading north a few years ago.)
