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A bike with mudguards and decent clothing and rain poses no barrier to riding. Doesn't affect traffic on my routes either as I favour quiet lanes that see little of the motorised variety.
All my bikes are fitted with mudguards. I would never buy any frame that didn't have generous clearance for mudguards and wider tyres.
You don't normally wash your socks?I ride mainly on suburban roads which are busier with cars when wet as people would rather drive than ride. What annoys me most about a really wet ride is muddy silt that accumulates in your shoes and socks meaning you have to wash them rather than just drying them. So no I don't like the rain and will drive to work if it's pissing it down.
Nice thoughts. Lots of truth in it.The best part of going out in horrible weather is when you get home again.
“To enjoy bodily warmth, some small part of you must be cold, for there is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself. If you flatter yourself that you are all over comfortable, and have been so a long time, then you cannot be said to be comfortable any more. [...] For the height of this sort of deliciousness is to have nothing but the blanket between you and your snugness and the cold of the outer air. Then there you lie like the one warm spark in the heart of an arctic crystal.” - Herman Melville, Moby Dick
You also get to feel obnoxiously smug about going out while others cry off.
The only weather event am really scared of is a low blinding sun. If I am struggling to see then drivers peering through grimy windscreens have no chance.Cant allways be avoided but if I can avoid it by going earlier or later then I will.
. On my own bike I can't enjoy it for fretting about all the water and filth getting into the bearings and transmission.
That's what hub geared 3-speeds are for. Ride them in the rain, leave them parked outside in the rain. Don't even bother to wash them. So long as the chain and cables gets the odd squirt of oil they will run for years like that with virtually no attention.
I don't mind the rain. But i hate the wind
I hope it wasn't too bad. I was lucky (if you can call it luck) when it happened to me the blinded driver's (muppet's) car clipped my bars and being on the fixed I was unable to hold it and ended up in a ditch. A sore calf was about the limits of my injuries and the bike faired OK.It was actually quite terrible on the commute this morning.
One of the worst coming together with a metal box I have had was due to low blinding sun.