Lone Star Rally and Ivan
Well, after about a month of anxiously awaiting the bike rally in Galveston, Ivan the Terrible ruins it for me. I had been waiting patiently for this, my first rally in some years, to happen. It was going to be a great ride down and I had a few people lined up to go with me for support.
Houston and Galveston had dodged all the storms and the weather was supposed to be wonderful. A few weeks before the rally, hurricane Ivan starts heading this way. Houston gets a break from it because of some high pressure that forces Ivan to turn up into Louisianna. No worries, right? I'm partying and anticipating the rally even more now! Ivan is now heading inland and back to the NE. Instead of tracking all the way up to New York though, it heads back out to sea near Florida (like they needed the rain). It then strengthens back into a tropical storm and starts heading back towards Houston. Guesstimated time of arrival? You got it! Thursday through Saturday.
So now I'm thinking that I am going to have to watch the radar starting Thursday. I checked it a few times Thursday and saw where Ivan had stalled out South of Louisianna. Life is good for me. So now Friday is upon me. I call the guy I work with Friday about 11 AM that is already at the rally (because he has vacation time and I don't, the bugger!) and on his 3rd Miller Lite! Even though I do not drink any longer, I'm still peeved. The storm is still south of Louisianna and sitting there. So I check the forecast and see that now they have this storm making landfall in LA and heading this way instead of having it land in LA and move back to the east. That's fine though, because my coworker says that the weather is absolutely wonderful. What a bum. OK. Friday is now over and I head home.
Saturday morning. The day is finally here! I jump out of bed and head to the TV to see what the weather is like. After waiting 30 minutes, the station finally shows the radar. Yuck. Galveston is now covered in reds and yellows indicating that there is 2 - 4 inches of rain per hour falling. Bloody cripes! OK, quick check on the route down shows.......the same bleedin thing..... Crap. Forget it. I guess that I'll stay home until noon and then check out the weather then. 5 hours later, the weather hasn't changed much. Forget the whole thing. So much for my first rally in years. This sucks. Hardcore.
So now Monday is here and I am hearing that the rain stopped about 2 PM in Galveston. I told my coworker that went that he should be quiet before I come over there and get my butt kicked and bruise up his knuckles in the process.....There's always next year.
Houston and Galveston had dodged all the storms and the weather was supposed to be wonderful. A few weeks before the rally, hurricane Ivan starts heading this way. Houston gets a break from it because of some high pressure that forces Ivan to turn up into Louisianna. No worries, right? I'm partying and anticipating the rally even more now! Ivan is now heading inland and back to the NE. Instead of tracking all the way up to New York though, it heads back out to sea near Florida (like they needed the rain). It then strengthens back into a tropical storm and starts heading back towards Houston. Guesstimated time of arrival? You got it! Thursday through Saturday.
So now I'm thinking that I am going to have to watch the radar starting Thursday. I checked it a few times Thursday and saw where Ivan had stalled out South of Louisianna. Life is good for me. So now Friday is upon me. I call the guy I work with Friday about 11 AM that is already at the rally (because he has vacation time and I don't, the bugger!) and on his 3rd Miller Lite! Even though I do not drink any longer, I'm still peeved. The storm is still south of Louisianna and sitting there. So I check the forecast and see that now they have this storm making landfall in LA and heading this way instead of having it land in LA and move back to the east. That's fine though, because my coworker says that the weather is absolutely wonderful. What a bum. OK. Friday is now over and I head home.
Saturday morning. The day is finally here! I jump out of bed and head to the TV to see what the weather is like. After waiting 30 minutes, the station finally shows the radar. Yuck. Galveston is now covered in reds and yellows indicating that there is 2 - 4 inches of rain per hour falling. Bloody cripes! OK, quick check on the route down shows.......the same bleedin thing..... Crap. Forget it. I guess that I'll stay home until noon and then check out the weather then. 5 hours later, the weather hasn't changed much. Forget the whole thing. So much for my first rally in years. This sucks. Hardcore.
So now Monday is here and I am hearing that the rain stopped about 2 PM in Galveston. I told my coworker that went that he should be quiet before I come over there and get my butt kicked and bruise up his knuckles in the process.....There's always next year.
posted by Cav at 9:00 AM
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