We heard the thunder at the Newark city park rest stop and the rain started shortly after we left the stop. It rained steadily through the Cross Church rest stop (this was on the way back to the start point), where everyone looked like drowned rats! The rain stopped about 10 miles from the finish.
It sounds like we were near each other on the route. I stopped at the church to huddle under that little white canopy tent with about 8 other riders. I was wearing my New Belgian Fat Tire jersey. I wonder if you saw me? I saw lightning on the road twice, once was out of nowhere before the rain started. I was on my way back though I don't know which part of the route I was on really. Probably about 25 miles out. I said to the guy next to me "I don't like the looks of that at all." And he was like yeah we're about to get wet. I stopped to ask a woman who was stopped if she was ok about a mile from the church stop and this weird bolt of lightning or spark or whatever came out of the cellular tower in the field next to us. I was like ok, time to roll. I stood at the church for about 15-20 minutes and we decided to roll in the rain after that. I'd say I was at the church around 12:30 or so.
So, yes, we rode about 90 miles (because we got lost about a mile from the finish!)
Funny, a guy and I got lost coming down that big hill after one of the rest stops on the way out. There was a left turn you had to take and we both blew right by it. Hence my 91 miles
"Only the meek get pinched, the bold survive"