Wet. Not what you would call a deluge, but a good honest rain like they get in the PNW. Going uphill at one point, there was enough water running down that I truly felt like a salmon - kept expecting to see big red fish swim past. Got drenched by a car driving through a huge puddle, but by then, it was like spitting on a river anyway. Of course, now 45 minutes after I parked my bike, the rain has all but stopped.