In a nutshell -- we drove to North Carolina (not as hard as it sounds) for the Walk. Pretty drive, if very windy. Lovely area. We had to park down a slope from the field where the walk was, so we brought up a camping chair and I sat there, with a book and an encouraging smile for The Husband as he started.
Then it rained. Very subtly at first, then with more determination. Cold, fine rain, with wind. There wasn't much shelter on the field. It would pause and everyone would resume walking, then it would rain and everyone dripped. When we got tired of dripping -- it didn't take long -- we packed up and drove home. We just weren't prepared for rain.
It was a nice drive.