In the weeks that followed I asked about this magical inland sea, and found many people who knew about the phenomenon, and some who had even seen it for themselves. One old boy who had been a child in the 1940s, could remember going to the lakeside with his parents and having a picnic on the "beach" in unusually warm Easter weather. It was seen as a cheap day out in the austerity period that followed the war.

There is a road that goes along the lowest level of the escarpment that gives a good view of where the lake used to form. Every time I went along this road I would look out to the right, hoping that the water had returned. But there was never any sign of the "sea"... until last week.