On the ride home I got completely soaked! The rain had been holding back all day with only a few pathetic sprinkles not even making the ground wet. But right as I set off at 2:15 it began - at 1 mile it was definitely going to keep raining, and at 2 miles it was really starting to come down. Figuring I was already wet, I went past the log where I'd gone down in the morning, but did not find the glasses. At mile 3 and nearly home it was bucketing! I was soaked all the way through my jeans and jacket. I had one kid who had taken his bike to school. The other two had been dropped off - I'd promised them I'd pick them up if it was raining. So I threw the bike down on the driveway and got right in the truck for the 1/3 mile drive back down to the school. Fortunately the squall was tapering off and settling in to a steady shower by this point. I intercepted the biker as he came over the crosswalk, and told him to get in the truck. Then I walked to the drop-off zone for the others. When we got back to the truck, the first kid was trying to lift his bike in - he's nine and it's a pretty heavy MTB. I was proud of him but wished he'd just parked it to keep warm and dry (-er). Back at home I changed and then made everyone cocoa.