Ooo! eh!!
We have just lived through the very worst twenty four hours of extreme high winds since we came here. Gradually, last night, the wind rose, and so we left it until after one o’clock before we went to bed. We were violently shaken awake at five o’clock this morning and by six it was very obvious that we were not going to get back to sleep. The wind was shrieking and the caravan was shaking very seriously and we and the cats were frightened. We got up and had some porridge and several cups of tea but by eight o’clock we decided that ‘discretion was, by far, the better form of valor‘ and so for the second time in five months we abandoned ship and drove down, with the cats of course, to Taberno car park. Even there and in the car, we were buffeted about very dramatically. We nodded off a little and then later we talked to Bob and Pam, in their office. If anything, by half past ten the wind had got worse so we drove down to Albox, with the cats, and did some shopping. You can imagine that by this time we were very tired and demoralized at having to flee, yet again.
About lunch time we decided to go back up to site to see if we still had a caravan and portacabin and if the wind had abated. When we got to site the wind was shrieking even more so, so that on the other side of the portacabin you couldn’t stand up straight or breathe properly. After the cats had used their litter tray and we had had a quick lunch sandwich, and because inside the caravan it was by now really violent, we loaded up and headed down towards Taberno once more.
As we had ‘no particular place to go’ (sounds like a good name for a song;-) we drove north up the Taberno rambla, slowly to avoid breaking the cars springs and avoiding snapped off tree branches across the camino, and ended up in a town called Velez Rubio. VR is about thirty ‘k’ north of here and from what we saw today we would like to revisit it in better circumstances and without the cats.
We finally drove back from there via the motorway and Lidl and then we stopped in Taberno to evaluate if the wind was the same, or worse, or better than this morning, before going back up to site. It had abated a little so we drove gingerly back up towards the plot and caravan. Because of the higher altitude, compared with Taberno, we could see that the wind was still blowing quite strong.
Once more as we broached the hill on the camino above our land, we fully expected the caravan and portacabin not to be stood up straight. It’s a really awful feeling to be so worried about everything that we own being smashed to pieces, but to our great surprise and relief once more, everything was in still in tact, barring a few items of clothing that had fallen off shelves. When we had left at lunch time we had turned both the TV monitor and the PC monitor face down flat on their normal standing surfaces and used masking tape to secure them so that they would not bounce onto the floor during the caravans’ gyrations (it works well, we used this method to secure them when we moved the caravan down here to the lay-by, back in December).
Anyway by this time, miraculously, the wind had died right down, so we are now again back in residence. We are tired and ready for a quiet nights sleep, please!, tonight. We came to Spain for the weather, well we have had lots of extremes so far, but we hope that when we are in the house it will be far more secure and less dangerous.
Needless to say we have not seen any builders today, we’ll see what tomorrow brings. I’m quite amazed that the house, as it is, is also still standing.
We have just lived through the very worst twenty four hours of extreme high winds since we came here. Gradually, last night, the wind rose, and so we left it until after one o’clock before we went to bed. We were violently shaken awake at five o’clock this morning and by six it was very obvious that we were not going to get back to sleep. The wind was shrieking and the caravan was shaking very seriously and we and the cats were frightened. We got up and had some porridge and several cups of tea but by eight o’clock we decided that ‘discretion was, by far, the better form of valor‘ and so for the second time in five months we abandoned ship and drove down, with the cats of course, to Taberno car park. Even there and in the car, we were buffeted about very dramatically. We nodded off a little and then later we talked to Bob and Pam, in their office. If anything, by half past ten the wind had got worse so we drove down to Albox, with the cats, and did some shopping. You can imagine that by this time we were very tired and demoralized at having to flee, yet again.
About lunch time we decided to go back up to site to see if we still had a caravan and portacabin and if the wind had abated. When we got to site the wind was shrieking even more so, so that on the other side of the portacabin you couldn’t stand up straight or breathe properly. After the cats had used their litter tray and we had had a quick lunch sandwich, and because inside the caravan it was by now really violent, we loaded up and headed down towards Taberno once more.
As we had ‘no particular place to go’ (sounds like a good name for a song;-) we drove north up the Taberno rambla, slowly to avoid breaking the cars springs and avoiding snapped off tree branches across the camino, and ended up in a town called Velez Rubio. VR is about thirty ‘k’ north of here and from what we saw today we would like to revisit it in better circumstances and without the cats.
We finally drove back from there via the motorway and Lidl and then we stopped in Taberno to evaluate if the wind was the same, or worse, or better than this morning, before going back up to site. It had abated a little so we drove gingerly back up towards the plot and caravan. Because of the higher altitude, compared with Taberno, we could see that the wind was still blowing quite strong.
Once more as we broached the hill on the camino above our land, we fully expected the caravan and portacabin not to be stood up straight. It’s a really awful feeling to be so worried about everything that we own being smashed to pieces, but to our great surprise and relief once more, everything was in still in tact, barring a few items of clothing that had fallen off shelves. When we had left at lunch time we had turned both the TV monitor and the PC monitor face down flat on their normal standing surfaces and used masking tape to secure them so that they would not bounce onto the floor during the caravans’ gyrations (it works well, we used this method to secure them when we moved the caravan down here to the lay-by, back in December).
Anyway by this time, miraculously, the wind had died right down, so we are now again back in residence. We are tired and ready for a quiet nights sleep, please!, tonight. We came to Spain for the weather, well we have had lots of extremes so far, but we hope that when we are in the house it will be far more secure and less dangerous.
Needless to say we have not seen any builders today, we’ll see what tomorrow brings. I’m quite amazed that the house, as it is, is also still standing.
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