More rain. Fucken excellent. The River is in flood, highest it's been for a couple of years. This was my office for about seven years - in a past life as an outdoor adventure instructor. I used to love it when there were thunderstorms and hail while white water rafting. All, well most, of the clients would shut the fuck up and you could hear the hail pinging off the aluminium paddle handles. And the thunder rolling down the valley.
Of course I usually had to go for a dip when the silly cunts went arse up in the rapids, my wetsuit looked like a mad knife slasher had gone beserk on it. Cuts and slashes all over from bouncing off jagged rocks. Still I never lost anyone, and the River has claimed a few. Sometimes idiots try it on surfboards, usually not very succesfully. Some places have twenty foot high stationary waves. You have to know how to read the rapids, smiling waves are ok - as you get spat out from them; frowning waves keep you in them, and drag you under.
Best thing about the rain is most of the tourists fuck off and stay at their city homes. Cunts.