Out for a hike up a mountain today with some mates and a thunderstorm formed around us leaving us about halfway in and running for cover while lightning crashed all around us.
The bush was super heavy and the track was a guide at best making progress slow and brutal, even before the weather turned in a flash.
To lose some height we had to come back down a rock face that we’d previously scaled minutes earlier and which was now a mudslide. My feet slipped from under me and I fell at least 5 metres straight down bouncing off a couple of boulders on the way down before stopping a couple of seconds later when I landed on another rock ass first.
Somehow, other than the biggest bruise my butt has ever experienced, nothing was broken and we could all walk out safely 3 1/2 hours later (7 hours after we went in with sunshine all around us). We were prepared for changing conditions but this was something else all together.
The single most intense experience of my life, definitely felt like I was being looked out for today. That bruise is going to be something else too in the next day or so.