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One can try to think of everything in regards to preparing for rainy conditions but I seem to forget a key aspect of preparedness. I DID have on the gore socks, the ones I bought over a decade ago and have not let me down. The rain pants, although Jon showed up in shorts cause it was a balmy 67 degrees at 7am this morning. Fenders, a must to rid off the monkey butt. High tech glasses so I could see as globs of filth splat toward my face. So what did I forget?
To wash out my helmet...The one with six months worth of dried nastiness. Nothing like stale-salty putrid liquid flowing down into my eyes, nose and mouth to say top of the morning to yaw!