Well it seems the UK summer is over before it really began (as per usual). From the sun and soaring temperatures of a few weeks ago now we just seem to have water falling from the sky in a fairly constant flow - with a uncanny ability to increase in intensity as soon as I good anywhere near the bike.
This is not all bad though - I actually enjoy riding in the rain, always have. The only downside is when you get where you are going and you are soggy. That I do not enjoy.
There seems to be a art in looking cool on a bike while staying dry and warm - and that art is to not care what you look like.
That is why I have been sporting a lovely pair of silver (yes silver) water proof trousers that I had picked up a few years back at the '24 Hours of Le Mans' motor race, when there was no other option available for enjoying the racing while open to the elements, with nothing other than a few beers for insulation.
While I may look like I have come down with a bad case of the 'Buck Rogers' while I shimmer my way down the road (Urban Cycle Chic they are definitely not!) - I have managed to keep my legs dry and protected from the delightful UK summer. It's a shame I cannot say the same for the top half of me.
When I saw the giant sprinkler system that was the sky this morning I decided that I should dig out my faithful skiing jacket. Its made up of two parts (waterproof outer and removable warm inner jacket) so would hopefully not cook me, while in theory keeping me safe and dry. The theory unfortunately did not become practice - and I can safely say that the jacket has been faithful for a little too long - and now displays more traits common to a sieve than a elemental protection device.
All of this meant a thoroughly unpleasant morning at the office while I returned to an acceptable level of humidity, and yet another trip to a cycle shop in my lunch break.
On the plus side, now I have the water proofs sorted, it will more than likely be sunny for a while!
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