I rode through quite a bit of rain on my 2009, Pony Express Trail adventure. In Wyoming, southwest of Casper on Rt. 220, I pulled over for a photo.
The rain photo I did not get was at a rest stop on I-25 south of Albuquerque. I found myself in a thunderstorm, and pulled over to wait it out. In the meantime, the wind picked up violently, and I was standing next to the bike, holding it up, wind and rain pelting me. I was perfectly dry inside my gear, but it must have been quite a sight to the guy that pulled into the parking spot next to me. His jaw dropped. I just smiled. What else ya gonna do.