I never managed to get in my almost-an-hour with The Beast today. Weather was never permitting. Throughout the day, the predicted rain window was present, absent, moved, and returned. I didn’t want to get caught out in the field…not so much the rain, but lightning aversion was my focus. This was the threatening sky in the late afternoon.
And to top it all off, we never got enough rain to moisten even the flagstones. In essence, I got a slow Saturday without even trying.
10 July 2023 at 8:39 am
Ruthette Mills says:
But Curtis, four miles or so across the lake, got over an inch of rain.