First truly rainy ride on Sunday. Just 75 minutes in steady, sometimes hard and warm rain with Howie. It was windy too, so that on descents we felt like we were both sliding around and being blown around. Large raindrops stung my face on a 40+ mph descent of Joaquin Miller. After that I was completely soaked and done with the ride. We saw zero cyclists, which gave us feelings of moral and physical superiority.