Friday, May 18, 2018

The fishing trip that wasn't

Rick & I went on a bike ride the day before yesterday and besides having a flat tire, we got caught in a horrific rain storm and got drenched.  It wasn't all bad.  The day was hot and the tire just needed airing up.  That reminds me that I need to go out and check the back tire again to make sure that it is still aired up.

I almost forgot but our bike trip started out as a fishing trip to check out a pond, but when we blazed our way down to the secluded brush covered pond we found out that although the pond was large, it was too shallow to support any type of large fish.  So with fishing pole and worms in hand, we made our way back up to the road.    

After leaving the pond we headed for Rick's cousin's house to tell him about our adventures with the pond and flat tire.  Apparently we stayed there too long eating cantaloupe & potato chips,  and got caught in a sudden downpour as we reached the city limits of Berea.  It was raining so hard that we had to stop because Rick couldn't see the road very well and, the rain was stinging me to the point that I was glad that we stopped.  There was another couple on a motorcycle traveling from Ohio to Tennessee that told us that when the rain suddenly came down that they saw numerous accidents on interstate 75 all the way from Ohio to Berea.  They tried to out-run the rain, but it always caught up with them from time to time.  We stayed at the gas station until the rain almost stopped and we were glad to make it home safely.



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