50m on the bike today, up to The Craven Arms and back. Expecting rain i took the winter bike and an OMM smock, and half way down my third pint the weather started its march up Wharfedale. The sky went grey and claps of thunder began, when dogs got up and started walking off i decided it was time to get going. I rode into the teeth of a thunder storm near Howgill, the lane turned to a river and there was all sorts of crap getting washed down. A wet ride all the way back to Leeds.