However, after the weekend experience I now understand the limits of my existing "waterproof" jacket, which seems to be 5 hours of drizzle or 1.5 hours in a down pour at gas mark 0, after which, my jacket turns to a sponge and actively assists the rain in permeating all of my layers with extreme efficiency. Leaving me shivering and feeling very sorry for myself
So, do I sell a kidney and "blow a bundle" on a exotic Gore-tex number, or cross my fingers and hope that northern Scotland will be delightfully warm and balmy... in October.
Hmmm.
I suspect I'll buy a jacket then.
The challenge now, is knowing which of the epically expensive jackets on offer are truly waterproof and which are just a glorified boil in a bag and as such will ultimately prove to be a waste of my bartered body organs.
I detest having to make big purchases under time constraints, I like to do my research. Who's bright idea was it to go riding across Britain in September anyhow!!!
I do apologise John. I think it was my idea. My plan has always been, and still is, to shelter behind you.
ReplyDeleteNow that's just awkward, that was my plan too.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't shelter behind Angus unless you want wind and rain.
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