What fun! Honestly, I live a good storm and best yet when the weather and/or clotting permits me to be out and enjoy it walking around. Believing in Ireland I climbed up and back down Mount Connigar, in a wild crazy storm on the Spring Solstice. Sideways rain like needles, cliffs and dog so thick you couldn't see a foot ahead one minute and then clear into the far distance the next moment... My hiking companion couldn't but complain all the way, but I had so much fun joy and pleasure that he couldn't get me down that day either. Ha! I had to grab walk and skitter on my hands and knees sometimes and scootch on my bum even, for the slipperiness of the rocks and I will remember that day always as one of my best most favorite adventures.