Whenever I hear talk of droughts in California, I always get reminded of my favorite drought story from the area. And yes, I know that having a favorite drought story is an odd concept, but so be it.
This concerned a drought that took place in the mid-80s, I believe, or at least thereabouts. It was a pretty bad one. Bad enough in fact that I recall they covered up a reservoir on Catalina Island, so that, even if they didn't get any new water, they wouldn't at least lose any through evaporation. That's how bad it was.
Well, finally, after far too long, we got some really good rain. Much of the day and heavy. Very well-needed. It was great.
Well, except for one thing that wasn't great.
On Catalina Island, they forgot that they'd covered up the reservoir -- and no one remembered to take it off.