Riding to work today it was black to the west. Around Oak Bluff I had a spot of clear sky drizzle for a few minutes, and lamented my lack of a rain suit as I turned onto #3 and rode, uneasily and under-dressed, under the darkening sky. On #3 I didn't get a single drop until I turned into Sanford and the clouds burst with impudent incontinence, 1km from my destination. I have noticed in the years of riding this route that if there is ANY weird weather in the area, it'll be over Oak Bluff. From unexpected rain, snow, hail, sleet, fog, (the tornado pre-dates my commuting this way), ice-covered highways: if it's in the area, OB gets its own little piece of it. Sanford is similar, save that for me it is famous for its winds. What is a gentle summer breeze on the east side of town will be a hat-snatching gale 2km distant over the tracks on the west side, and with great regularity. Still better than taking the truck, though.