Relative Something

We were warned about a storm threat and riders were given an option to pack up tents and belongings to move into the school in Walker for the night.

A couple dozen of us chose to stay where we were. The first wave of rain, wind, and thunder arrived a little after 8:00 p.m. My aging rainfly showed its flaws, allowing some drips through during the initial period of heavy rain.

Two stormy sky picks in three days.

I was actually trying to get a shot that would show how few tent’s remained so the bulk of storm clouds were behind me in that photo.

No shortage of adventure so far this year. Having a wonderful time!

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