After The Crown

Lessons Learned In Lightning Storms

It’s amazing what comes to light when you think you’re going to die.

Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. I hear your skeptical voices.

But you weren’t THERE, okay? And before you judge, let me explain my crazy.

I was house sitting out in Red Rock Canyon in a beautiful community that backs up to iron-filled mountains on the west side of the valley.

Red Rock Canyon
Photo by Rita Eberle-Wessner

Typically, spending time on the outskirts of the city surrounded by hints of nature, a giant moon, and tiny dogs makes me feel at peace. But this time that was not to be.

We’d put down my dog only hours prior to my moving over to watch dachshunds. And regardless of their wiggling and slobbering enthusiasm, I didn’t want their cuddles. They didn’t snore like my beagle did. They didn’t beg for treats by reciting a tome of tricks. And they didn’t fill my heart with the happiness she had.

Putting down gal’s best friend sucks major balls.

Callie

I spent most of the day toiling around the house. I tried to work. I organized pens and drank coffee. I watched a few episodes of Nashville. But no matter what I did, I couldn’t quiet my mind.

I decided to go for a run before the sun sank behind the mountains. So I took off with just the house key in my pocket, choosing a trail I’d never taken. Sheryl Crow’s “A Change Would Do You Good” played in my mind.

Clouds gathered ominously as I made my way on a path around the golf course. I hugged the side of the mountains, keeping a lookout for any lurking mountain lions or bobcats (they were known to make frequent appearances in the area). I watched rabbits and quail scatter, searching for a hiding place. In the distance I heard thunder rumble.

Storm Clouds

I breathed in the air’s moisture (one of my favorite smells) and tried pushing out thoughts with every step. But my feet just kept time for the split-screen sadness rolling in my head.

I was shaken out of my mental movie when a raindrop hit my cheek. The blanket of clouds had caught up with me. It started to sprinkle.

I never minded the rain. I curved with the path, expecting to see a turn-off to head back to surburbia. The rain started coming down harder.

I frowned as I realized my path had led me to another twisting descent, followed by another curve into the horizon. Maybe behind the bend was the turn-off? I was too far to go back anyway. So I kept going.

I slowed to a walk as I made my way down the steep path. It was slick. My clothes were soaked through. I saw cracks of lighting strike nearby. Something smelled like it was burning. The sun was escaping me faster than I thought.

It was time to go home. And quickly.

The rain poured down in sheets. I’d made it to the bottom of the curve and around the bend. But when I finally saw where the path led I whimpered at the sight. At least two miles of winding trail lie in front of me.

Rivers of water cut through the desert landscape. All the critters had disappeared. There was no shelter to take, no person in sight. There was no escape.

I had no choice but to keep moving. I tried to push the headlines out of my head. HOUSE SITTER GOES MISSING IN RAIN STORM. Or would it read TWENTY-SOMETHING KILLED IN ONCE-A-YEAR VEGAS STORM? Or possibly, LONE STUPID HIKER BECOMES CASUALTY IN RED ROCK FLOODING.

Now I was panicking. I had no phone on me, no-one knew I was out here, and darkness was fast approaching. My clothes now hung limply against my body, dripping. The sheets of rain made it difficult to see.

I broke into a run again. I needed to get back. I needed to make it away from the lightning.

There have been few times in my life where I’ve been afraid of something happening to me.

For the most part I always feel protected by the Universe.

But this was definitely one of those times I felt danger.

I ran until breathing made me ache. I don’t remember having any logical thoughts besides, Calm down. Breathe. You’re almost there. I ran until I finally found a road to a nearby neighborhood. It felt like hours.

Naturally, this was when the rain let up. My shoes squished, my clothes dripped, and my hair hung like a wet mop in its frizzy ponytail. Cars passed me by, splashing water on me, unaware of my close encounter with the elements.

All I could think over and over was why? Why had this happened? Rain was one of my favorite things to experience. But it had felt so dangerous and deadly. Why did it turn on me in such a way?

I finally recognized my surroundings. And as I reached the apex of the hill, I stopped at the sight.

The sun bloomed in colors of sherbert against the mountains, sun beams bursting through clouds. The rays made the mountains glow. I couldn’t help but exhale in awe.

Photo by Happy Photographer
Photo by Happy Photographer

And then I realized, this must be it: Sometimes, there needs to be danger, destruction, and struggle to appreciate the beauty Nature also has to offer.

As I wrung out my hair and poured water out of my shoes, I couldn’t help but appreciate the lesson..

… But that still doesn’t mean I wish I could have just read it in a book somewhere.

12 Comments

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    Les Petits Pas de Juls

    November 4, 2014

    You know everything happens for a reason… You needed to be cleansed of your sadness and see the beauty around you again. There you go! ;-)

    But, next time, just make sure you’re not going out right when a storm is coming. it truly might be dangerous…

    Cheers!
    Jul’

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      Hilary

      November 15, 2014

      Yeah, I suppose I did. I guess the Universe knew what I needed before I did. :)

      And yeah… I think I learned THAT lesson the hard way! ;)

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    Grandma

    November 4, 2014

    I think Callie was watching over you, her darling girl. She knows how much your family and friends love you and need you here.
    Love Hugs Kisses Gramps and Grandma

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      Hilary

      November 15, 2014

      I agree!

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    Kaleena's Kaleidoscope

    November 4, 2014

    Gosh, that does sound scary! Lightning and flash flooding in the desert really can be super dangerous! One time I went for a run on the beach in Santa Barbara and the tide came in much faster than I anticipated. The beach is surrounded by cliffs with only a couple of staircases to get off the beach. The waves started crashing all the way against the rocks and I was waist deep and practically swimming by the time I made it to the stairs. Scary, but also a little bit funny once I realized I was alive! haha

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      Kaleena's Kaleidoscope

      November 4, 2014

      So sorry about your doggie though, I’m sure her little canine spirit was running along side you in the desert!

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        Hilary

        November 15, 2014

        Thank you for that, as well. And while I’d LIKE to think that, my dog was more of a couch potato than a desert runner. She probably would have napped through the whole thing only to wake up when I got home ready for dinner. :)

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      Hilary

      November 15, 2014

      Oh man! That sounds kind of terrifying! I think I would freak out, too. But yeah, it’s amazing how after the fact how silly the situation seems.

      Thanks for sharing. I always love hearing your insight and stories!

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    Joe

    November 11, 2014

    Sorry for your loss, we put our dog down two years ago from cancer in his shoulder and I still miss him terribly! Glad for the good times we had though! Praying for you, Joe

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      Hilary

      November 15, 2014

      Aww, I’m so sorry to hear, Joe! Losing pets is never easy. But you’re right- there are so many great memories.

      Thank you for your prayers :). Sending good vibes right back at you!

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    Erica

    December 14, 2014

    omg that last picture… breathtaking! I can’t even imagine what it would have been like in person!!

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      Hilary

      December 28, 2014

      Thank you, Erica! I hope you get a chance to see it in person some day. :)

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