The rain that has fallen nearly daily for the last month is now reviving both the ullals de sa Talaia de Sant Josep and es Broll de Buscastell, areas where, following the drought, water is once again flowing through their channels, torrents, pools, and ephemeral streams. Water has been streaming for a month in Racó des Ullals, on the northwest-facing slope of sa Talaia de Sant Josep, as a result of a four-week-long chain of storms that began on October 22nd with an anthological deluge, a meteorological phenomena that was repeated last Monday night. Paco Mar, who resides in Can Vicent Jeroni, explains that the ullals “burst” only during periods of exceptional rainfall, such as the current one. You can go a decade without them sprouting, he says, but when a storm rages from the northeast, from Gregory, and downloads more than 50 liters per square meter, they grow with vigor. As is the case these days.
A decade may pass without a drop appearing from them, he claims, but when a storm rages from the northeast, from Gregory, and discharges more than 50 liters per square meter, they grow with vigor. As is the case these days
The water now cascades down the island’s highest mountain, filtering through the pine forest and cultivated land, flowing through the dry stone walls, creating tiny waterfalls, crossing paths, and flowing into the ullals, streams whose days are numbered (until the mountain dries out, acting “like a sponge,” as Mar puts it) and which have carved their tiny course in the rock over the centuries. In some areas, the path is shared with a pipe erected by the owner to maximize water availability to the last drop. Two safareigs near Can Vicent Jeroni were overflowing yesterday.
Several of these brolls are routed via pipes that cross beneath the PMV-803-1 road. The entire flow is sent to the Cala Mol stream. Mar guarantees that when it reaches a certain size and the vegetation does not intervene, it reaches the sea. However, anyone who has driven down this road recently may have noticed the remnants of another ullal that pours onto the road from a massive PVC pipe. Due to the ground’s inability to absorb such an abundance, it ends up on the pavement (creating a massive puddle), crosses it from side to side, and contributes to the water from the ullal channeled beneath the road.
The soothing murmur of these ullals is constantly drowned out by passing vehicles, but Mar informs us that at night, when only the genets run around this abrupt spot (there is one mummified and curled up, as if still sleeping, beneath a juniper tree in the forest), this sound can be heard throughout Racó des Ullals. There is a plenty of water there. Occasionally, it even leaves remnants of its colossal might. Recently, the earth beneath one of the terraces crumbled. A sinkhole formed in the shape of a cave.
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