6 degrees (C) with light drizzle. Turns out my rear fender doesn't really keep the water from striping up my back. And my jacket isn't really waterproof. And if I cross wet streetcar tracks at a 10 degree angle when it's raining, I fall down. I was reminded of Hurst's "Road Rash is a gift. It's a reminder of what not to do.", and sure enough I got smacked down because I was getting cocky. Ah well, just a small reminder of the lesson for the next few days.

But all in all, sort of a fun ride. I mean, I really got quite wet, but I had a change of clothes in my pannier, and I fell, but I didn't really get hurt, and I still far prefer the ride with the wind and rain to the subway ride with the far-too-many-people and the avian flu.