Bikerscum - Patrick St. Jean

I got woken up at about 3:30 this morning to the pounding of hail on my roof. I ran to the back door because I was worried about the garden being completely wiped out. There was golf ball sized hail falling and literally bouncing off the bird netting that we'd put up on Saturday. I was amazed, and after I'd gotten up in the morning and looked, there was no damage to the garden at all. The Jeep has some more dents, but that's not a big deal, they just blend in with the rock rash...