The lake came up to the road and in some places it was very scary. The water came about mid-wheel height and made driving equal to going through a car wash. The road was too narrow to turn round and go back also because speed had to be slow the traffic both ways was backing up.
When eventually we found a layby dry enough to stop in, to give Keith a break from driving and Buster a relief stop, Buster ran straight into the lake to fish. Thank goodness I'd packed his towels.
By the time we got to Lake Windermere the rain had stopped and the sun came out but we went a different way home. I had nightmares about roads that were submerged into the lake and the fact we couldn't manouver the car because we didn't have any paddles.
Today we are drying everything out.