I love that feeling of beating the weather on my motorcycle.
A couple of weeks ago, Steve texted me while we were in Scottsdale to tell me we had better hit it because a huge storm was showing on the radar. He was in a beer/burger bar and I was across the street perusing a consignment store.
"I'm on my way. Meet me at the bikes."
The weather had looked ugly all day, but for Steve to be concerned, it must be hellacious.
I walked out of the store and met him out front, seeing the same storm we'd been tracking all day.
"It is purple/red on and radar. . . " he told me as we mounted up.
Our hotel was only a few miles away and rolling into the parking lot before even a drop of rain made landfall filled me with accomplishment. As I dismounted my parked motorcycle, I pulled out my camera to shoot some video, because the thunderhead approaching was magnificent.
The next 10 amazing minutes that occurred are in this video that has been edited down to only 1 1/2 minutes.
I love the music!
ReplyDeleteWow, that was some storm.
ReplyDeleteGlad no one was arrested for streaking, lol
I love that Steve's response is to get naked and go wonder into the parking lot!
ReplyDeleteTina,
ReplyDeleteGlad you guys didn't get caught in the storm...although it would have been interesting to see two naked bikers riding down the road (instead of one naked biker running though the parking lot). :-)
Cheers,
Curt