........" How could you guys see the road, all I could see was a faint red glow of a taillight ahead of me ?"
He started laughing and said, " We couldn't ". ...............
Yeah, that was what sticks with me after that "ride" of mine - not being able to see. Even when fogging wasn't a problem it was brutal. I would open my visor to let air circulate, but I couldn't do that very much because even at the slowish speed I was moving, the huge raindrops actually hurt my (baby) face.
I put my high beam on and tipped down the bucket so it was centered just ahead of me and I still couldn't see more than ten feet at the best. As I said, my main focus was the white, shoulder line. Occasionally it would have a 15 or 20 foot gap, either because there was a side road or because the rain on the road basically whited it out, and not once that that happened could I see the other side - where the line picked up again. After a time or two I just crossed those gaps 100% on blind faith. By staring at the rain hitting the road immediately in front of me when that happened was the only way I could keep an idea of what was up - let alone ahead.
I know your area can be like ours in some ways - weather wise. I guess it's proximity to such large lakes. There's always the possibility of massive precipitation.
After that experience I wanted to make a decal of that old Nietzsche quote for my back bumper. "What does not destroy me, makes me stronger." I haven't done it yet, but I might, still ..... It sure was an experience, that's for sure ....
