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As I stood watching, my view of the coast disappeared, then gradually my view of the Rubicon Desert began to disappear too. At this point it became very apparent what was going to happen in the very near future.
I just had time to get my camera into my rucksack and put on my waterproof jacket before the heavens positively opened. I’d only brought my waterproof jacket with me because it’s the lightest windproof jacket I have and I hadn’t bothered packing my waterproof trousers because, well, I was going to the desert island of Lanzarote where they would clearly be wasted space in my bag. Doh!
Within a few seconds my not-waterproof legs were soaked. Within about a minute I was as wet as I was likely to get, even if I’d gone and stood in the shower for a few minutes back in my hotel room. So I thought I’d be as well to press on with my walk. I had gone a couple of hundred meters before the visibility had reduced to about fifty meters. As much as I like a good walk, I also like to not have to be rescued by the emergency services, so I decided to cut my losses and headed back to the car. Fortunately I’d only gone just over a mile by this point, so I was back at the car in about twenty minutes.
Back at the hotel I had pasta for my tea in the hotel’s Italian restaurant.
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