I just plowed through the beginning of major downpour as I headed home today (this being the official Ride To Work day). Someone left the cake out in the rain; that is, someone broke a glass bottle on the 520 trail so a tiny glass shard worked its way into my front tire. With slick roads and a steep and curved downhill run, it was a wild ride trying to come to a stop on a flat tire without spilling onto traffic. No injuries nor falls, thank the stars. I must call Bellevue maintenance to sweep the trail.
The day is ending with a splendid splash of bright yellow sunlight high above the mixture of clouds and Olympic mountains, difficult to determine which is which. Weekend: ride around Lake Washington, maybe ride to Kent.
Speaking of Kent, John Palmer, I might pay you a short visit but I don't know where you live.