Eleven hopeful, but as it turned out, foolish riders showed up.  It started out with me bringing a similar, but wrong map for my ride. Then looking at the radar, which showed all the weather considerably north and also west of us, off we went.  After about 30 mins the sky darkened.  Then it was mentioned that the front was moving at 40 mph.  I added we are doing 20 mph so it is actually moving toward us at 60 mph. My group decided to cut the ride short and headed back to the park.  Best decision of the night.  Back at the park, Zeke and I waited for the others and the rain really came.  After 20 minutes, John Sonne came back with one of the riders followed by a good Samaritan, with 2 others.  Still had 3 out there.  Got a call from Glen who had taken refuge at the Moose Lodge.  Another 10-15 minutes went by and I started to call Mike Schiavone when he and Doug Christensen pulled into the parking lot. They had gotten out as far as possible on their route and the rain came.  Yikes!!.  So Zeke and I headed out to get the Moose Lodge, lodger.  Not there.  Gave him a call and he was back at the park.  He had snuck by us on the canal.  

I see by the time of Brian’s TT post that he wasted no time looking into the problems with the clubs weather force.  Also, thanks for a new vocabulary word “hubris”.  I sometimes suffer from this malady.

Hope Mother Nature treats us better next week.