Washed all the muck of 1200 miles in Wales and playing around between Oxford and Chippenham off. Rode to Cirencester on a nearly bald rear tyre, front not much better, in showers, wet & greasy roads. £236 and 2 new PR2s later, rode back again, roads still a bit slippy, and now got to wash it again.
One of my least favourite conditions today - don't you just hate that fine spray from all the oncoming traffic, mixed with splatted flies on the visor, so you can't wipe the spray off or you'll just smear all the flies...
And somebody tell me, why is it that as soon as you
do clean your visor, the biggest, juiciest fly heads directly for it, splat! right in your line of vision?!