"It's raining!" "Let's go!" It bucketed down, almost whistling as it came, fogging up the windows as it created trickling streams on the other side of the glass. It was the kind of rain that drenched you through in seconds until your bones felt wet and your hair stubbornly stuck to your cheeks. We'd planned a morning watching the water with our regular "wake-up tea" - kind of overlooking the basic fact that it rains a lot in the UK - and nothing was going to stop us. Accompanied with our mugs kindly from Qtique, we looked out and watched the clouds come down to visit us. We sat in silence, stunned as we stared at the beauty of the mountains in the rain, our mugs warming our hands as raindrops dripped from the tips of our noses. Everything was perfect and more memorable than we could ever have planned. Slowly we sipped our tea away as we wandered the edge of the beautifully blue water, fingers stroking the handles of our mugs for that last bit of warmth before we ran back to the car to wring ourselves out.