OBEROAR ⚡

 

One moment, clear skies are greeting us and the next, dark thunderclouds creep into the scene, swiftly.
In a flash, lightning starts to crackle — the sound of which so gnarly, reverberates through the valley. Ecstatic discharge of energy — there's something primal about this experience as if by instinct, one knows the fury of the thunderstorm — not through the memory of the brain, ancestral memory of distant thunderstorms echo through the cells, awakened by the sound of thunder.

Luckily, it hit us just as we were finishing up the day's hike — what better way to end the day? ⚡⚡⚡

Check out the second shot for clear skies.

 

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