Walking Away From The Weather

I left in bright sunshine with Ollie for our walk earlier. It had been grey and dismal when I got up this morning, so I thought to take an umbrella, just in case.

Sure enough, I hadn’t got 500 yards before the heavens opened in a torrential downpour. In the distance, I could see blue skies and no clouds at all, so I headed in search of that spot, which I guessed was around two miles south of Beetley. I had some idea I could walk away from the weather here. But like the proverbial distant mountain, it was a lot further away than it looked, and after an hour of walking, the rain had worn us down.

Even with an umbrella up, my clothes were soaked through, and the water was running off my saturated shorts down into the tops of the wellington boots I was wearing because of the mud. Ollie’s brown fur was so wet, it looked black, and he didn’t seem very excited about being out at all. I turned back in the direction of Beetley Meadows as the rain started to get even heavier, and I didn’t look over my shoulder at that blue cloudless sky that was mocking me.

By the time we got close to home, Ollie was already heading for the exit to the Meadows, head down, and not interested in walking in the rain any longer. Even using all three of his dog towels, I couldn’t get him completely dry, and my shorts are in the airing cupbard, drying slowly with the heat from the hot water tank. I came into the office to check the date on my calendar.
Yes, it is the 10th of July.

England, in the height of summer.

62 thoughts on “Walking Away From The Weather

  1. Walking in the rain when you are soaked is just crazy. It happened to me once and I couldn’t walk because of my soggy jeans. Poor ollie, he didn’t even have an umbrella๐Ÿ˜œ. 10th July…isn’t that my birthday?? Well that rain was a return gift from me to you๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜‚

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        1. Your gift was too wet!
          I think Ollie would be far too hot living in India, and there would not be enough grass and trees for his long walks. ๐Ÿ™‚
          Best wishes, Pete.


          1. Ollie wouldn’t like it in India. It gets too hot here that people get dehydrated when they get out of the house. Grass and trees??? You are joking. In my city, there is barely a place for grass except for parks and recreation centres so yeah that is impossible. ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜ž

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  2. Think it was an honour to the UK. During the lockdown nobody had the chance getting knowledge about the menaing of “British weather”. Now heaven thought to make a revival.But its really sad getting wet all over on a normal summer day. I am sorry for you and Ollie too. Michael

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  3. The drying rack next to the water heater made me smile. That triggered my time in June in Dorset (It rained every day for a month) and we graduate students hung up our clothes to dry in the water heater room. It worked! Cardboard clothes. Gotta love it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  4. Normally the Pacific North Wet dries up for a few months beginning in late June, early July. No to this year. I like you, got wet last evening with the sun still out when I left the house. I guess we need to send a memo to the weather to shape up. Warmest regards, Theo

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  5. We went over to visit Shelley and have a walk on the sea front this lunchtime, it was black clouds and raining here so we didn’t hold out much hope, but when we got over there it was sunshine and blue skies! Came back here 3 hours later & still grey and raining! It’s only 6 miles difference!

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  6. Ooh ๐Ÿ˜ฏ maan

    You got completely soaked

    And poor Ollie…

    You got your walk ..

    Walking ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ in the rain should be fun..
    but I guess not when it is that heavy

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