Glad to see/read this post. I despise riding in the rain. And the older I get, the more I despise it. In 2015, I rode from my home in Ohio to Utah. Almost 5,000 miles in 14 days and not a drop of rain. Talk about an awesome trip! Told my wife that I would pay for it down the road. Summer of 2017, I headed to Glacier National Park. Sure enough, after spending the first night with friends northwest of Chicago, I hit rain 15 minutes from their house. It poured all day. With having hotel reservations booked for every night of the trip, I hated to get behind a day. So I rode on - slowly but surely. It sucked. Looooooong day. When I finally arrived at my hotel, I felt badly for the young man at the front desk. While registering, I had left a huge amount of water on the floor. It was running out of my boots and my rain gear. He had to get a bucket and a mop and clean up the man-made lake. He also had to follow me down the hallway as I found my room. As I sat in the laundry room of the hotel that evening drying everything, I thought of my prediction to my wife. Hit some more during the rest of the trip but nothing like that day. Everyone has a rain story, that’s mine. ⛈