Vic and I decided on Friday that Saturday would be a family day, and Sunday would be a ride day. When I woke up on Saturday, it was a muggy 75F or so. By 9:30A, a cool front was blowing through the Rio Grande Valley. I was upstairs, and the wind was shaking the house. I looked outside, and sheets of mist were blowing across the undeveloped plots across from the house. I happened to be taking some photos for eBay listings, so I went out on the balcony and grabbed this low-res video with my still camera:
As of a few minutes ago, it was 68F, with winds of 29MPH out of the north. What a difference a day makes. I'm extremely glad that I wasn't out riding in the blowing wind and rain. I'm also happy that I wasn't riding yesterday in our record-breaking heat.
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I rode. The frontal line hit me at Hwy 186, about 35 miles from home. The temperature dropped 25° in about 30 seconds and the wind picked up to 35 mph. After that it started to rain. Poor Jeff missed all the fun. I had to ride in all by myself.
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