eya, more of the “high 50 degrees, rain” stuff for this week. My $10 faux gore-tex pants I think have had all the tex washed out of ’em, but the amphib tights are amphibious thus far, so things are pretty dry and happy. (The genuine Gore-Tex jacket is still waterproof and breathable and gives teh pleasant, relaxing rain-on-the-roof sound effect. )
Still have to duck up to Springfield for a block on the a.m. commute. Happily the rain hasn’t exceeded the drainage capacity of the underpass on Logan. Do kinda wish I had the wheel on the Gazelle, since I think it would be really really happy to ride in this stuff.