Rode a Darkling Rain to the Feed Hill
Rode Through a Darling Rain
It was a darkling rain I rode through, gloomier with each storm cell and mile.
Feed Hill
Then a hill I’ve climbed a thousand times now has a goat attraction. Bringing spare change next time.
Rapha wool for balmier days in Seattle
Remarkably, despite the darkling rain, no soak through today wearing Rapha kit like this club jersey and rain jacket.