Not Wet

The past few weeks the skies have opened with rain rain rain so the thought of going biking on a weekend has been well... Wet.

We've gone anyway- not wanting to miss anytime on the bike - and each time God has cleared the skies just for us, usually just as we've hit the trail.

Recently when Matt was away I went MTB solo & the trip to Wales was torrential, there were cars pulled over because of the rain. As I continued the drive I seemed to follow a patch of blue sky & by the time I arrived in the car park the sun was shining!

Two weekends ago, Matt & I met some friends in Scotland. They had been there all week & warned us that the rain was so bad they couldn't even eat their sandwiches outside. When we arrived on Friday nite it was raining but for all of Saturday & Sunday, whenever we were riding - not a drop.

Also, last weekend we were at a church weekend away in the Lakes & in our free time on Saturday, we went to Whinlatter, a trail centre in the whinlatter forest. Now, don't forget we're now on the fourth weekend in a row that followed a week of rain. There were floods across the road, it rained all Friday nite, all Saturday morning, & then all the way to the forest. The moment we got out of the car & put our leg over our bikes, the rain stopped! Just like that!
Thanku God!
Not wet!


-- jo xx