Out and Proud
― Icky forecast, might rain, did rain, stopped sun out. Nothing for it got to go to the Cliff. All the others headed for the Depot, I headed out, almost ran with belief. As I finished warming up a shower blew in you could see it coming, the fields disappearing into the murk one by one. I had time for one more go on that thing on the far left edge of DWR that Rob flashed and I can't do. I took my chances quickly but no joy. ∙ As the rain came I sort shelter under a lump of Gods finest and [...].
