On the second day of our 2 day trial ride the skies were cloudy and we anticipated rain. So we began the day's travels wearing our rain suites. A good decision, without a doubt, because the rain let loose as soon as we started south on SR7 near Wheeling.
About an hour later, I waved some cars around us that had been following us for a few miles and that's when I noticed it. The wind must have changed directions or something because my rain jacket was now filling full of air and puffing my chest and back up.
I took my left hand and depressed air out of the jacket and asked Teresa to pull the tail down. But as soon as I placed my hand on the clutch side of the handlebar I re-inflated with even more pressure. I could even feel the air rush out past my collar and try to lift my helmet.
Teresa started laughing and said something about the Pillsbury Dough Boy. I hollared for her to hug me to keep me from inflating but that didn't help. This was not some direction change of the wind!
We stopped at a gas station and I dismounted. Teresa spotted it right away: The elastic in my left sleeve had seperated and instead of being gathered at the cuff, was now wide open and doing a great imitation of a wind tunnel filling the rest of my jacket.
I removed my summer gloves, which stop at the wrist and slid on my winter gauntlets which have a draw string above the wrist. After stuffing the cuff into the glove, off we went with no more spontaneous inflation issues - only a few remarks about the Pillsbury Dough Boy.