This is a quick post to say that we arrived in Ecuador a little over two weeks ago. We purposefully came in early to get things ready for our trips, pre-scout runs and spend time with friends; old and new. Right now we are in the Quijos River valley, east of Quito where the rain has been falling steadily for the last three days. The locals will tell you it is due to the new moon- why not, it affects ocean tides.
The rain has inspired me to post this poem I first became aware of when on a paddling trip in New Zealand. Very appropriate.
It rained and it rained and it rained and it rained;
the average fall was well maintained,
and when the tracks were simply bogs,
it started raining cats and dogs.
After a drought of half an hour
we had a most refreshing shower,
and then the most curious thing of all:
a gentle rain began to fall.
Next day was also fairly dry,
save for the deluge from the sky,
which wetted the party to the skin,
and after that the rain set in.