Lightning strikes illuminated the turbulent clouds and fields of maturing corn in the 4:30am darkness. A red glow along the ridge of the Cascades to the east, between the top of the ridge and the low, cumulonimbus clouds, was a typical sailor's warning.

Silence lay like a heavy blanket over corn stalks that reached over my head on both sides of the road as I approached the dike. Tires crunching on the gravel, lightning flashed around the peak of Mt. Cheam. I did not have my camera with me and was not prepared to stop, enjoying the light show on the move.
It was after a few flashes of lightning, thunder rumbled as clouds seemed to collide, crashing overhead. I had not heard any up until that point and probably why I was surprised at the previous lightning. The rest of my bike ride consisted of random lightning strikes accompanied with booms of the thunder orchestra. Riding by the Fraser River, it was still high from the recent release of water from the Chilcotin landslide, lit occasionally by a lightning flash.
Unfortunately, I did not get any of the lightning strikes, even after I got home and went out again in the car. I did, however, thoroughly enjoy the show, and was glad to see rain fall as the hidden sun rose behind the clouds. Outlining the clouds, it made for some beautiful formations as rain turned from drops to a torrential downpour.

I'm glad to see the rain to freshen the air and dissipate the smoke and haze. Hopefully there were no fires started by the plethora of lightning strikes. In the meantime, I'll enjoy the petrichor and as a pluviophile, be grateful for the rain and for getting home on my bike before the torrents had begun.
Enjoy the moments of the day!
Andrea
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