I realise that if you’re wrapped up in blankets freezing your proverbials off, you’re unlikely to have much sympathy when I moan that the weather here on Tenerife has been pretty crap over the last couple of weeks.

Of course being Tenerife, what that actually means is that the sun has showed its face most days, but not for long enough to strip down to the swimming cossie and get prone on the sand.

This ain’t normally an issue for us, the luxury of sunbathing is something that we tend to do only when we have sun starved and peelly wally northern British friends and family visiting. However, this week my mother, a fully paid up member of the sun worshipper’s club, came to stay, so plenty of visits to Tenerife’s beaches had been planned. The weather in Puerto hadn’t been great; the November rains had arrived early and my mum’s first night was spent listening to a monsoon bouncing off the roof with such force that it made sleeping difficult.
Pointing out that “it’s good for the farmers and the garden” and “This is really unlucky, the rain doesn’t normally arrive until later in November” doesn’t really cut the mustard with someone who’s experienced yet another disappointing and almost non-existent summer in the UK.

Still, no worries, this is Tenerife where the sun’s always shining somewhere. A search of web cams and Tenerife forums told us that the south of the island was not only experiencing windy weather, but that it was cold as well, so that was out.

The only really sunny day of my mums holiday

The only really sunny day of my mum's holiday

We decided that the safest bet was the ‘magic tunnel’ at Buenavista where you enter one side in doom and gloom weather and emerge beneath blue skies on the other, but this time the tunnel let us down. The skies weren’t quite as grey on the other side of the tunnel, but they certainly weren’t blue. However, by the time we reached the lighthouse, the sun seemed to be fighting its way through the clouds and we decided to risk it and lay out our towels on the pebble beach. Ten minutes later we were sprinting back to the car as a massive rain cloud snuck up on us from behind the Teno Mountains and unloaded its wet cargo. This was to set the pattern for the week. Apart from one beautiful day on Playa Jardín in Puerto de la Cruz, overlooked by Mount Teide who looked splendid wearing its first snow overcoat of the year, the cloud hung around like a bad smell for the duration of my mum’s visit.

Las Teresitas, shortly before the heavens opened

Las Teresitas, shortly before the heavens opened

One day we tried Las Teresitas outside of Santa Cruz and at least got a couple of hour’s sunshine before, returning from a beach hut with lunch (T5 does great lomo bocadillos), we noticed a battleship grey cloud appear over the Anagas.
“Do you think that looks like a rain cloud?” Andy asked, looking skywards.
She’d hardly finished the question before some heavenly body upended a bucket of water over the whole beach and suddenly Las Teresitas resembled that scene from JAWS with everyone running up the beach screaming (my mum losing her spectacles in the process).

Another day we tried Playa San Juan and Playa de la Arena on the south west coast, the area with the best weather (if you’re after sunshine) on Tenerife. An hour plus drive from one cloudy coast to find…another cloudy coast, but at least it was warm.

And so it went on.

My mum returned to Scotland on Thursday night, the weather staying moody to the end; a chilly wind was blowing through the airport. Despite her insistence that the weather had been ‘fine’, she must have been disappointed. For those of us who live here it doesn’t matter; the rain is essential for many people’s livelihoods and we know that in a few days the sun will be shining again. But if your holiday happens to coincide with the coming of the November rains, then it’s a bit of a bummer.

To rub salt into the wounds, we woke up on Friday morning to blue skies and warm sunshine and it’s pretty much stayed that way since. Life’s a bitch, eh?


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