A watery Christmas

My home town of Helston was in the news a matter of days before Christmas for severe flooding.  The relentless rain caused the River Cober, which runs though my beloved Lowertown, to swell to the point where it burst its banks and flooded the houses in its path. 

My walks over Christmas involved investigating the floods. 

My first walk was supposed to be walking beside the River Cober, but as soon as we got out of the carpark, we found that the path was no where to be seen!!

 



 

We then tried to walk through the woodland and found that that had turned in to a lake!!

Determined not to be out done by the floods, Dad tried to wade on through the flood water to get to a passable path.  I however found that I had to swim to cross the path, and in the end Dad had to give up and return to dry land. 

Trying to find another walk close by we met more signs of flood with in-passable roads, and even a goat which had taken the wise decision to move up on to the roof to avoid rising water. 

 

And still the rain keeps coming.......even I am hoping it's a dry new year!!