It is said that the Eskimo have 100 words for snow. Right now I have
20 words for rain none of which can be published here. We have ridden
from Chamberlain, SD to here in a pretty much steady, though rarely
torrential, rain. It is about 44 degrees. This is not fun riding. The
word grinf comes to mind and we will grind it out. We have stopped for
lunch and we see blue sky to the east. We ride like the wind....
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