I’ve seen rain at some point every day I’ve been in Ohio so far. The first night was the worst though. My “tent” isn’t really good for a heavy storm which I discovered on my very first night (Sunday). It poured, and I mean poured. I could feel the water rising next to my pad and I made a mad dash for the RV across the from my site. I’m lucky it was there because underneath it I had plenty of room and it was bone dry. Although between the deer crashing and snorting next to me and the turkey vulture babies keeping me awake I didn’t get much sleep.
On Monday, I don’t think the sun came out at all until I reached Zanesville and it was foggy all morning. Still, I rode 63 miles.