Have you ever quipped, “I’ll pedal between the raindrops?”
Some of us gave that response when asked whether we’ll ride in the rain. I will, to a point: I won’t set out if it’s cold and raining or if I can’t see more than a couple of bicycle lengths ahead of me because the rain is falling so hard or it’s getting blown sideways.
This week, I haven’t been pedaling between raindrops. Since taking a ride to Point Lookout on Monday I have, however been riding between storms. In four days, we’ve had three incidents of flooding rains. The first, on Tuesday, began with a combination of rain, sleet and snow that didn’t accumulate.
So when I rode Negrosa, my vintage Mercian Olympic, to Coney Island
I wasn’t sure of whether this was the end of a storm—or the calm before a storm or between storms.
Turns out, it was the latter: We had two more inches (5cm) of rain last night.
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