I found one thing I like better about rowing with the city rather than rowing with
the club: the weather policy. It was windy enough this morning that the wind
sensors at the lake were going off. The city people were all leaving as I got
there; T2 and Rudder were long gone. We rowed. We did row in eights rather than
singles or doubles, so it wasn't really unsafe, just a bit unpleasant, and it did
calm down toward the end. Then it started raining as we got off the water and
carried the boats up.
At least the rain held off that long; they
were predicting heavy rain and snow down to the 2000' level, which would bring it
to the mountains within the city. At any rate, it is definitely a hot shower-hot
cocoa-hot oatmeal sort of day.
Between that and packing, I don't
think I'll go out at all until it clears up this afternoon. (Not that I trust our
weather forecasters, but this is Arizona. It very, very rarely stays rainy for
more than a couple of hours.)
I may not do anything else more useful
than to figure out which shoes to take.