Went for a ride after work tonight, nice hot day and perfect evening for a ride. So I get to this little lake about an hour from home and ride around it & start heading back towards home and see this huge black cloud that has come up over the horizon, anyway as I get closer it looks meaner and meaner but I figure I can beat it home...NO SIR...I ended up in the middle of this thing with no bridge or decent size tree in sight and the wind is gusting and the rain is pouring down and now the hail starts, man you would not believe how fast those hail stones are moving when they hit you, at the worst point they got to about the size of marbles and I'm here to tell you it was the most painfull thing I have ever experienced. I was leaning over trying to protect the tank with my left arm and body but it was bouncing off the glass on the guages so bad I thought it was going to shatter. Got home and dried the machine off and no dints on the tank or fenders but my upper arms, shoulders and upper legs are really sore, I feel like I got beat up big time.I guess the moral of the story is...if you see one of those b*sterds brewing up, find a nice little pub to ride it out.

 

Dat's what insurance is for... duk the bike...

 

Quick , get to the new car dealer.

They will have a Hail of a sale ...

 

Yes, but if you ride to the dealer in a hail storm you are going down !

 

More proof !

 

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That hurts like well.....HELL...maybe that's where the name came from. I ran into some pea sized hail last summer while on the interstate. OUCH!!! I only had on a t-shirt. When I got home, my chest and face looked like I had the measles.

 

I had a light jacket on as it was a nice hot day but my upper arms are sore today, feels like someone pummled me with one of thoese little welders hammers.

 

Jeez, I was going to post an almost identicle story and I was scrolling thru todays post and saw this. So I can give an Amen. Dime size hail does indeed hurt.