Sitting down with Mujaji
Two localized cut off coastal low pressure systems advancing
downwards from the warmer climes normally spell a bit of thunder
and showers, but this pair of rain queens really were out to show
us who was boss.
Advancing at snails pace, the first system simply sat over the peninsula
and poured down rain for the entire Saturday while all the
slopers sat inside and bemoaned the wet.
Luckily a break occurred towards evening, but without any accompanying
wind that would be standard to a true frontal system originating
from the polar caps.
Sunday started gloomy with fog hanging over the peninsula
and after a lunchtime patrol to Signal Hill to stand in the gloom,
Alek Selkirk and myself headed for Chappies.
Clear as a bell there, but not a breeze in sight or sound
In the end the advancing mist slowly and inevitably swallowed up
Chapmans peak as well and we headed home.
A lucky few did indeed find an open hour or two up at Signal Hill
in the late afternoon when the mist burned off.
In the end, a really disappointing weekend with both days taking
a golden duck. A most unusual weather pattern for this
beautiful peninsula of ours that had virtually every forecast module
well and truly out of whack with what was actually happening on the ground.
and eventually it did go to a complete white out