I got caught out massively tonight. The day has been filled with gloom or downpours. Our walk postponed until ever later in the evening. Somewhere around 7pm, having checked with various sources, it is supposed to be reasonably dry. So, we hop into the middle-age-mobile, and then leap across the mighty Murky River, heading to one of the coastal paths - it should be empty of people.
Anyhow, our destination is just moments away, and the God's empty their bladder like a drunk in an alleyway. It's coming down so hard and thick, it has become impossible to see the road ahead.
Of course, I now have a hyper dog, dancing and thinking she's going on one of our adventures. So with no choice, our we went into horizontal rain and a bitter wind. As we are walking, paths are flooding beyond the depths of my boots. The dog no longer looks like a Jack Russell, and more akin to an Orc.
Now past 2am, and warmth has been promised for tomorrow, ha! Every time I have looked outside, rain has been flowing sideways.