The rain started during the night, and continued pattering against the tent fly long after Piper and I awakened for the day. Not wanting to pack up a wet tent in the rain, we remained trapped in the tent for hour after hour. We ate food and read books and took naps and cursed the storm. We waited.
Around 4pm, the rain became more sparse. We got up, threw the tent into the trailer bag, and pedalled a quick 35 miles or so. By the time we had found a new camping spot, the rain had diminished to a fine mist. We cooked pasta and set up the semi-wet tent for another night of rain.
