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In the Right Place at the Right Time

For those of you who know me, it’ll come as no surprise when I say I’m not a huge fan of camping – I’m more of a “serve-me-breakfast-in-bed-resort” versus a “build-your-own-room-and-sleep-with-bugs” kind of gal. However, Melissa loves the outdoors and really enjoys camping, and since relationships involve compromise, compromise I did. Over the Memorial Day weekend, we, along with a friend of ours, went camping in Hancock, NH.

Now, it’s not the outdoors I dislike, it’s the walking a distance in the middle of the night when you have to pee part of it that doesn’t appeal to me. Other things I really enjoy – like the kayaking we got to do and spending time among nature’s wonders – one of which being Monadnock Mountain in Jaffrey, NH, which we decided to hike while we were in the area. If you’re not familiar with the mountain, here’s some interesting facts:

  • It’s the most climbed mountain in the world (yes, the world – right ahead of Mt. Fuji in Japan) – 125,000 people get to the top each year.
  • There are at least a dozen, well-marked trails – of various skill levels – leading to the summit.
  • It’s the most popular mountain in the USA, partly due to the fact that when hikers reach the top, on a clear day you’re rewarded with panoramic views to all six New England states.

We had hiked this mountain before, probably 5 years ago or so. I remember it being quite a challenging climb, mostly at the top when you are above the tree line and you are essentially rock climbing. However, this time, we took a different trail – one much more difficult – that was mainly made up of rocks and boulders.

During our climb, we decide to rest for a bit for some water and trail mix (could there be a more appropriate food for hiking? 🙂 ). We get to talking, and before we know it, a half hour has passed. Disappointed by how much time we had lost by the impromptu break, we quickly get back on our way. On we climb, and after some tricky maneuvers, we reach the summit – 3,165 feet. Our legs fatigued, and the wind practically knocking us over, we sit to rest before enjoying the views.

Then, it’s picture time. For my photo, I want to stand on the tippy-top – the technical 3,165-foot peak (a rock is carved to indicate the true summit). I wait as other climbers have their photo opportunity, then it is my turn. As I stand there trying to hold myself steady for the picture (it was incredibly windy), out of literally nowhere appears an airplane. No one hears it until it’s practically on top of us. Everyone on the summit (about 50-60 people or so) gasps and looks to the sky. There I am, holding myself steady from the wind and now from the roaring of this unbelievably close plane, and as I look up, the plane suddenly starts doing maneuvers – flips, pirouettes (I’m sure the military has a much more masculine term for that spin!), and dips. Then, as quickly as it appears, it disappears on the other side of the mountain. People run to see where it went, but it’s gone. Vanished.

Here’s me just as the plane appears. Notice everyone in the background looking to the sky:

Then, along comes a second plane, showcasing similar aerial dancing. A fellow climber tells us that it’s the Air Force doing maneuvers – he believes the aircraft is an A10 Thunderbolt. What better place to do your maneuvers than where you know you’ll have a captive audience?! This pilot is so close that as he’s flipping, he waves at all of us and we can see him! Spontaneously, I turn into a little girl, laughing and clapping as I stand on the summit. The unbelievable rush I feel from having completed the climb, combined with standing on the tip-top summit just as this amazing show in the sky presents itself to me is just indescribable. People take turns standing on the exact summit point, and it just happens to be my turn when the planes come.

Boy, am I glad we took that unplanned 30-minute snack/chat break part way up the mountain, otherwise we would have missed this entirely. Talk about being in the right place at the right time. Perhaps I should trust the Universe’s timing more often.


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2 comments on “In the Right Place at the Right Time

  1. I love those Laws of the Spirit, Trisha! Thanks for sharing them. I’m going to print those out to keep handy.I also love that way of thinking – that you can either go with them or be in the way. It’s so hard for us to surrender to whatever outcome appears. Our responsibility is to show up every day, give our best to all we do, and then …. let…. go. Step three seems to always be the hardest.

    Thanks for joining the conversation! And congrats on the Master’s degree!

  2. Harrison Owen’s Four Immutable Laws of the Spirit
    1. Whoever is present are the right people.
    2. Whenever it begins is the right time.
    3. Whatever happens is the only thing that could have happened.
    4. When it’s over, it’s over.

    I didn’t used to believe in fate. I was a ‘free-will’ kinda gal all the way in my early twenties! What I know now is that some things are just bound to happen and I can either go with them or be in the way!
    I enjoyed reading about your experience and was truly tickled by your response ; “I turn into a little girl, laughing and clapping as I stand on the summit.”
    Love and Paz,
    Trisha

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