Torrential rain in north Cyprus

rainWinter rain is not unexpected, of course, but the thunderous sound of the rain yesterday warned me that this was no ordinary storm.  The first warning was that I had to close all the shutters as the rain was beginning to seep into the house. The second warning was the swimming pool tank overflowing. The last time I had looked the water level was about 20cm from the top and now, suddenly water was shooting out from the overflow pipe. My husband did the calculations, a half a ton water had entered the tank in about 2 hours. The 8x4m pool would have risen 15cm in that time, 6 inches or around 3 inches of rain per hour, he told me, and who was I to doubt him.

The usual source of local weather information is Nigel Heasman’s website [1], based on weather in Kayalar in north Cyprus, but according to him there had been no rain! An unwelcome walk with the dog told me more, water was gushing down from the mountains cutting into the side of the road and was spreading mud and rocks everywhere. One huge rock, about a ton in weight, had fallen into the road and at other places small trees were being dislodge.

Back in the warm I decided to stay indoors until the morning. A morning walk proved very difficult as I began to sink a foot into the mud in some places. Stone walls which had probably been in situ for several decades had collapsed and still the rain was coming. I remembered talk about houses being built on the edge of cliffs and in one case a mudslide inundating houses locally. I wondered how they were faring now. 1pm and still raining but at least the wind had subsided a little.

The weather forecasts seem to indicate a lessening of the rain after today but with some outbreaks every now and then. This will test the theory that if you put your washing out any time during the year, within 3 days it will be dry. Weather forecasts are so unreliable that it was once said that the BBC forecast was only 30% accurate and so if you expected the opposite you’d be right 70% of the time.

I’ll leave the last word to Garry, a friend with native American blood, living in Tennessee. He told me of a sacred weather stone that had been passed down in his family over the generations until it had been finally given to him by his father. All he had to do was leave the stone on his door step and each morning when he looked at it he could tell the weather. If it was wet it was raining, if it was white it was snowing, if it was hot it was sunny and if it was gone you would “drop your britches and kiss yer ass goodbye!”


[1] Weather at Kayalar

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