A couple of weeks ago we were feeling a little aggressive so we packed up everything for a bike ride up to Provo Canyon. It was perfect, the hot sunny day had suddenly acquired a nice cloud cover to cool us off and make the ride pleasant… sort of.
By the time we were leaving our neighborhood there was a light refreshing sprinkle. As we made our way along the Provo river brief showers of rain began to come and go. When we approached University Ave. the temperature dropped and the rain was biting. We took refuge under a giant pine on the corner campus and waited out the storm until we felt like we had a window large enough to make it home. Since none of our bikes had mud flaps, by the time we got home Kallie and Ben were plastered with mud up their backsides. To give you an idea of what the conditions were really like Andrew, who normally has to be chained inside the bike trailer, would not leave it even to eat lunch in the refuge of our pine tree.
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