Racing the Storm

I just returned from another bicycle ride (and a yummy Byers General Store meatball sub midway). As I was cleaning up the remains of my lunch, I received a storm warning for Strasburg.

Now, the adult thing to do would have been to wait it out. Instead I unpacked the GoPro, climbed on my bicycle, and started videotaping in case I got caught in dope storm. (I have been told that “dope” is the new “rad.”)

I got a little rain on me at the end, but, alas, nothing worthy of showing you the video. Here’s a snapshot of the south, though, as I stopped to guzzle some water…