Riding sounded like a good idea when we left the house. There were black clouds, but only sprinkles. Before we reached Allan's house to pick him up the clouds unleashed their fury with some downpours and hail.
Undeterred, we picked up Allan and carried on. After a while we even dried out and the sun made an appearance. Briefly.
And then Southern CA made up for its lack of rain in the past seven months.
We found shelter in a market.
And then the power went out.
There was some hail.
After the lightning, we called the meat wagon.
Thanks for the rescue Dad!!
