National Park After Dark - Trail Tales 69

Episode Date: May 8, 2025

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Hey everyone, welcome back to National Park After Dark. I'm Cassie. And I'm Danielle. And we are two different vibes today. We are such, this is not planned at all. But if you're watching on YouTube, Danielle, or if you're not watching on YouTube and you can't see us, Daniel has a skull shirt on and mine is literally all flowers. I look like I'm wearing something from the 70s. Yeah, you look very flower power today. Yeah, and you look very spawn till you. Metal. Yeah, metal. What does it say, spawn till you die? Yeah, it's like a tarot card. It looks like it.

I got this in Alaska. I remember it. It has like, yeah, it looks like a tarot card and it has two salmon on it and it says spawn till you die. I think it's clever. I think it's hilarious. It's a great shirt. It's a great shirt. It's just so funny because I feel like this is very telling of both of our personalities.

Yes, golden retriever, black cat in full force today. Well, we have a trail tales episode for you. And would you like to go first or would you like me to take the lead today? I'm kind of feeling like going first. Okay. Okay. Mine is titled Little Ray of Lightning Strikes. Hi, lovely souls. Ray here. I adore you too so much. Thank you for being your beautiful, authentic selves and sharing these wild tales. While this experience isn't exactly out on a trail, I felt that I was meant to share this experience with you. all. My husband and I work remotely and we were busy typing away on our computers during a work week and I briefly looked outside to notice some gray clouds coming through. I asked my husband if we could take our little fur baby, Lila, out on a walk before the rain came through. He agreed and off we

started on our stroll through the neighborhood. We decided to take Lila through the forest trail that makes a nice little loop back to our home. As we were about to walk into the forest, I felt my stomach drop. I looked up at the dark, ominous clouds right above us and I felt a dark overcome me. I couldn't explain what it was, and we decided to continue our stroll. After halfway through our walk, I remember being mid-air in a fetal position covering my ears surrounded by white light. I heard the loudest boom. I fell to the ground, and my first thought was, where is Lila? I heard my little Chihuahua cry and saw her running in the distance. I noticed that we were surrounded by smoke. I had no idea what had just happened, and my husband and I exchanged looks,

and he screamed that we had been struck by lightning. I remember feeling a numbness throughout my body, but my heart was racing, and I was so focused on getting back to Lila. We started chasing her and realized that she was running back home while my husband was yelling for someone in the neighborhood to call 911. We arrived home, and I was processing what had just happened. Lila was perfectly fine, yet frightened out of her mind. She went and hid under our sofa, and my neighbor came over,

who happens to be a nurse, and held my hand as I was shaking from what we had just. experienced. After a visit to the ER, we found out that the lightning had struck a tree close to the trail and a lightning shard had entered my husband's back and exited through his foot, leaving a burnhole through his sock and shoe. With that being said, he was okay. We both ended up with some small cuts and bruises since we were tossed about six feet into the air. My hubby now believes that he is the whore. I felt horrible for what my little Lila had experienced. I knew it was a traumatic experience for her, so I decided that I wanted to connect with an animal communicator to see how she was processing things. I actually was able to find a local animal spirit communicator, which I was so

excited for. We scheduled an online meeting, and I was blown away by her response. She initially asked about the experience and what had happened. She mentioned that Lila communicated to her that she had flown back home after the lightning strike. I couldn't help but chuckle because she ran with the wind that afternoon. The spirit communicator also wanted to get to know who I was, and I shared that I was a local artist. She asked for the name of my business, and I told her it was Little Ray of Light Design. She immediately said, Ray, you are not a little ray of light. You need to realize that you are a huge ray of sunshine, and you can no longer play small.

You are experiencing a sign from the universe. Her response resonated with my soul, and I knew that my art needed to be bigger, and I also needed to believe in myself. Wow. She also went on to ask about my husband. I said that he had actually been struck by lightning, but that he was okay. She said that this was because the trees are his spiritual ancestors. She went on to explain that he was able to withstand the strike because his ancestors are connected with the woods. This made my stomach drop because my husband and his father do a lot of woodwork crafts and furniture together. Whenever I went on my hike with my husband and his father, they would always save a tree that was either entangled by another tree or covered in debris.

It always amazed me how they could spot trees in distress. We started working as a team to help these trees on our hikes. I feel that I'm pretty mindful on my hikes and I'm able to spot wildlife, but I rarely ever notice if trees just need a little help from us humans. I was in awe of this session and it really empowered me to evolve overall. The craziest part of this experience is that my dad had called me a few days before the lightning strike and asked if I was okay. I was I was very confused and I told them that we were fine. He went on to share that seven hikers were struck by lightning at Grandfather Mountain and Blue Ridge Mountains, and he was afraid that it could have been us.

Perhaps this experience was meant to happen. My husband and I still have a fear of thunderstorms and lightning, but I feel empowered to shine a whole lot brighter. Enjoy the view, my dear friends, but watch your back as lightning may strike. Right. Wow. That story was all over the place, had a little bit of everything. That story, the fact that you're a lot of. husband got struck by lightning. That is, I'm so happy you guys are okay. And then I think

reaching out to an animal communicator is the most wholesome thing I've ever heard in my entire life. I just want to make sure my, my dog's okay emotionally. That's such a chihuahua. Parent thing to do. Yeah, it really is. Like they're just your babies and their chihuahuas are probably some of the best well taken care of dogs in the world. Yeah. They really are. They're your little babies. So good, so good. Everything you want for summer is at Nordstrom rack stores now and up to 60% off.

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I really wanted to share my story even if it's a little boring. This story isn't in a national park or even on a trail. I'm not a storyteller, so please. have grace for my choppy writing and retelling. Here we go. The year is somewhere in the late 1920s. My great-grandfather and his friend are walking from Lulene, Texas to Austin, Texas, which is a walking time of about 16 to 20 hours, according to Google. This could be even longer, considering major highways were not made yet, and the road between these places was just compacted dirt. Along the way, the sun began to set, and the start of a big storm was rolling in. My great-grandfather and his friend had to quickly find shelter from the storm, so they ran to the nearest building for cover, which was a run-down barn off the beaten path.

With it being nighttime, they felt their way through the barn and bunkered down in some hay to sleep. All night, my great-grandfather fought with insects that kept grazing his face and his neck. Eventually, he was able to sleep through the rolling storm until morning. As the birds chirped and woke up the two men, the insects kept grazing my great-grandfather's face and neck. annoyed he grasped at his face only to find wispy white strands of what he initially thought was a spider web he laid in the hay inspecting the strands in the early morning sun he tugged gently on the strand but it didn't break like a spider web so still laying down he started from one end and followed it down to the pile of hay next to him only to come face to face with the skull of an old woman whose long white hair brushed over his face all night long he jumped up and screamed and screamed and waking up his friend who also started screaming. Both men high-tailed it back to the main dirt road and never looked back. My great-grandfather told his kids this story, who told their kids, who told me and my siblings.

I never got any more information than what was passed down from my grandfather. His father may have told him more details to the story, but this is the version that I've been told. I understand why they never told authorities. They were two dark-complexioned Spanish-speaking men traveling between two predominantly white cities during a very racially divided time. My guess is that the woman passed away in the barn with no close contacts to check on her. At least, this is what I've told myself to try and soothe my unanswered questions. Anyway, hope you both found it somewhat interesting, and I hope other find this treasured family story as a weird little quip to use as a filler in a boring conversation.

Enjoy the view and watch out for abandoned barns and mystery spiderwebs. Love Isabel. Well, it definitely was not a boring story as well. I think one of the things. things I really loved about that story was that it was passed down from generations to generation. And I know that if you have a family, you will also pass a, like, it's, it's fun to have stories that are your own history and from your own family members. And I just thought that that was really fun. I am now officially asking for family lore stories. Please, because that was fun. And I'm now nosy and want to know what people's great grandmas. parents were up too. Cool. Well, my next story, I'm on a animal theme because my next one is titled

Cat rescues during a hurricane. Hi, ladies, my name is Curran, and like anyone who writes in, I'm a fan of the podcast. I listen to the pod during my daily walks with my almost one year old. As a former National Park Service interpretive ranger, many of your stories not only take me back to parks I've worked in, but are always giving me a laugh as I think about my own trail tales. I would say, say I just finished listening to Trail Tales 58 about the kitten inside of Yosemite National Park and it reminded me of a time I rescued a cat in a state park during a hurricane evacuation. After working as a seasonal ranger for the NPS, I worked as a state park ranger in Florida. To set the stage a bit, it was November 2020, I was working at a park just north of West Palm Beach.

This park has two big campgrounds and a larger one of the two has about 60 RV sites and then 12 sites in a row for our volunteers. About two weeks before the real story begins, campers let their cat named Cheezy out for his evening stroll. Side note, please don't let your animals roam freely in our state and national parks. They always need to be on a leash. Well, for whatever reason, Cheezy went out on an adventure that night and never returned back to the camper. For two weeks, staff, visitors, and family kept their eyes out for Cheezy and even extended the family stay so that they might eventually find their beloved family pet. But no luck. Two weeks. Two weeks. Two weeks. weeks passed with no real sign of the cat. This is a high coyote and bobcat area, so to me it was

pretty obvious what Cheezy's fate was. Oh, how wrong I was. Two weeks later, and we were in the midst of a hurricane watch and had to evacuate all campers and volunteers who resided in RVs. Cheezzie's family had left the park in tears. Their kids were heartbroken over the loss. The winds picked up and rain was coming down in the streets when one of my volunteers called me to tell me that earlier that morning they saw what they thought was a cat running under the RV, and now they could hear very faint meows. I thought there's no way, but okay, I guess I'll take a look. I crawl under her RV, and sure enough, tucked up in the engine block was a fluffy gray tabby,

looking absolutely terrified. Holy crap, cheesy is alive and hurricane is coming. Cheesy was just out of reach. My house was too far away to run and grab a can of cat food, but luckily the same volunteer who was unknowingly housing the cat under the home had a can of tuna on standby. At this point, her husband is under the RV with me, using his long arms to reach for cheesy. A volunteer is standing at my car ready to open the door and shut it for me. And oh yeah, about 20 people have now gathered around to witness the rescue.

Arms stretched as long as he can get, he gets the can of tuna as close to cheesy as we can. He brings his head down ever so slightly to grab a nibble, and that's when he's a little. I grabbed him so tightly, there was no getting away. I rolled out, yes, rolled out from under the RV with the cat in my arms and ran through the elements to my car. Another volunteer opened the door and shut it behind me. Cheezy didn't squirm or show any indication of wanting to run. Instead, Purs began as he clung to me. That poor cat had been out for two weeks. I called the owners who happened to be only 20 minutes away, so they came back right away. While we waited, I just sat with the kitty in my car. When I handed Cheezy back to his mom, I just smiled. So much of me

wanted to remind her of why we don't let our animals roam freely. But with tears in her eyes, I knew those past two weeks had been hell for her and it would likely be the lesson she learned in the hard way. So that's my long-witted story of a cat rescue during a hurricane. And a story to serve as a reminder that if you bring your animals to parks, national or state, please follow the posted animal rules. Cheezy. What a good name. That's such a good name. I'm adding that to my list of... I would name a cat cheesy.

And it would be orange and it would be really fluffy. Well, no one's stopping you. You keep saying you're going to get these animals and you have, you know, you're... I'm stopping me. Free adult with a... You're a grown up with a home that you own. I know. I know.

I have been looking at cats recently, but he's so bad because I sent him a screenshot of these four kittens that are at a rescue place. They're not ready yet, but they will be in like four weeks. And I sent him a screenshot. There was four of them. And he's like, yes, all four. I'm like, no. Someone needs to, I have to be the one to rein it in, which is not normal. But I don't know. We travel so much. It's hard. You know, you have two dogs. It's hard to, I know. I have, well, I have two dogs, but we have two babysitters because both of our parents agree to watch them. I don't know if we could convince them to also add in a cat. Yeah. And the cat would have to be a traveling cat. Like good would be a shuffled around. For sure. Or I'd have to find someone to come to the house. I don't love

the idea of leaving my cat alone in the house with no one, with people who come like once every other day to feed and say hi. Like I just don't think that's very fair for the cat. I understand it's easy, but I would just feel bad. And I know the cat would be fine, but I just feel bad for them socially to do that. Yeah. It feels like you have a lot of roadblocks. Maybe, yeah. Cheesy.

Your cheesy is in the future for sure, but not maybe now. A big fluffy orange cat named cheesy. Sorry, what? No, thank God. We talked at the literal same time, so I couldn't hear you at all. I was just saying that I would have a giant fluffy cat named cheesy. Oh, okay. Yeah.

We went up for that. It's very unimportant. What the hell was I going to say? Oh, right. That story reminded me of the one I did now years ago, like at least two years ago. It was a bonus story about Jade, the dog Jade in Yellowstone that was lost for like months in the park after a car accident. And this dog got out. Her name was Jade.

And she survived in Yellowstone for months. And the story was really cool. I read a book about it. And it was heartwarming. It was a really interesting heartwarming story. Yeah. Because that would be devastating to have a bad ending to that. When I tell you the pit in my stomach when I think about my dogs or dog now getting out and like running away and getting lost, it makes me physically sick.

Like when people are like, oh, they hear a story about something and they're like, oh, I feel sick. that in particular, that type of story, really I understand that feeling. I don't know what it is. I just, because so much could go wrong, you know. Yeah. Well, they're out in wildlife and their domesticated dogs. Yeah, and cars, people, I think my biggest fear is that a person would find, not my biggest fear, a big fear would be that a person would find my dog and then not report it to anyone and keep them. and I'm going to one up you.

I'm going to one up you and give everyone a new fear. Okay. And I remember telling you about this. And I'm going to botch the detail, so I'll keep it really short. But essentially, there was a veterinarian that I used to work with in Washington State. And he was a relief doctor at our hospital. So I didn't work with him all the time. But I worked with him for like a handful of shifts.

And some of the girls that I used to work with texted me after I had moved out of Washington and sent me news articles like do you remember this guy and I was like oh yeah whatever and they're like yeah he's all over the news because he had a property out in Washington and the neighbor's dogs used to always get loose they were two huskies and they used to always get loose and and story yeah and he for whatever I don't know like I said the details are murky now because this was a couple years ago but essentially he was threatening the the owners of like keep your dogs. in or like whatever, I don't know. I think he had some livestock that they may have been like slightly harassing or something. I don't know. But anyways, long story short, he friggin

killed them and then like took the dogs that once they were on the property, family pets. And he euthanized them with euthosol from the vet office and then took them, put them in garbage bags and threw them on the side of the road and then told the owners where they could go find him. He's like, go get your dogs. So messed up. I, like, I'm sorry. That's so traumatizing to everybody. How is someone a veterinarian who does that?

Well, his license is probably long gone now. I would hope his license is gone. Is he in jail or anything? I think there was like a lot of discrepancy because I know he was from Canada. So I don't know if like there was some sort of, I don't know what was going on with it. But yeah, wow. I don't even remember his name. but I'm sure you could you have enough details now to like look it up if you want it was the story

that like I couldn't even believe was real especially because I worked with him and I was his tech a few times and I remember people always were like this guy's kind of weird and I kind of give him a pass because I was like yeah he seems strange but he was really into like falconry and he had a bunch of birds like birds of prey and stuff at his property and like he was just into things that I think the normal person would be like that kind of feels like an oddball thing. Yeah. Like a niche thing or whatever. But I'm like, I don't know.

I don't get like killer vibes from him or anything. And I was wrong. I was very wrong. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, man. You have to be really messed up to do anything like that. Because that's so intentional.

Like the process. It's diabolical. Yeah. And evil. And those dogs had he had to have been, I just think of the dogs. They had to have been like nice dogs that ran up to him. To do that. Trusting. Trusting of him because you can't just do that with a dog that is aggressive or by yourself. Yep. And the family, I remember seeing the family posted all over Facebook about it because they're like, we want to get the word out. This is insane. And they posted pictures of the two dogs with their children and like on the couch and like just it was just so awful. Okay. Let's move on because I'm getting sick.

Yeah. That's awful. So anyway, yeah, that's needless to say, my fear is. not only wildlife and getting hit by a car and having someone take them for their own because Chaska's amazing and who wouldn't want him. But also, people are messed up. Or they're like, oh, I shot them because I thought it was a coyote. And it's like a golden retriever. It's like, are you kidding? Someone saw Ember the other day and thought she was a coyote. Yeah. I was like, so concerning. Are you serious? Ember does not even look slightly like a coyote. It's like, oh, is it because she's a dog? She has a pink bandana on. Like, what do you mean a coyote?

She's small. She's dark brown. I'm laughing because I laugh when I'm uncomfortable. And that makes me uncomfortable. It made me nervous, though, because I was like, what do you mean people could mistake Ember as a coyote? Well, that's a thing. Yeah. She's a pit mix.

Like, what do you mean a coyote? Yeah. And people are so trigger happy also, especially, like, out if you have a ming area. too. I know. Girl, winter is so last season. And now spring's got you looking at pictures of tank tops with hungry eyes. Your algorithm is feeding you cutoffs. You're thirsty for the sun on your shoulders.

That perfect hang on the patio sundress. Those sandals you can wear all day and all night. And you've had enough of shopping from your couch. Done hoping it looks anything like the picture when you tear up on that envelope. It's time for a little in-person spring treat. It's time for a trip to run. Ross. Work your magic. Okay, all right. Let's go on with something else, probably to another. I don't even know where this story's going. It could also be depressing. Perfect. It's titled Poor Planning and a Psychic. A year ago, I found your podcast and was listening to your episode on the Night of the Grizzlies as I drove towards the Black Balsam in Piscan National Forest, North Carolina, for my first solo backpacking trip. We were going to do one night, maybe two, just to get our feet wet, so to speak. Kova, my giant schnauzer, who was three years old and 85 pounds at the time, was riding along quietly in the backseat.

I had decided on this trip last minute and was nervous but excited. The trip was, in short, a memorable experience. But here's the long version. We arrived late to the trailhead and started up towards black balsam knob with 40 minutes to sunset. Reaching the top of the rise, I realized we did not have time to cross and get back down under the tree line before sunset as I had planned. And this posed a problem, since we were hammock camping. No trees equals no hammock. But I figured I could figure it out when we got to a campsite.

So I passed campsite after campsite, watching the sun sink lower and lower. They were all taken. The climb up had been steep enough that I had zero interest in navigating back that way in the dark, even with a headlamp since both Kova and I were carrying weight. I was also not loving the idea of pressing forward into the winding, steep trails that were at times edged by brush taller than myself, home to who knows how many black ones. bear. Oh yeah, forgot to mention. This whole area is heavy with black bear presence and canisters and spray are required due to years and years of campers not being careful with food. And I had just listened to you both, tell me about murdery bears for several hours. Awesome. No going back. No going forward. No open campsites.

Bears everywhere. I was watching the sun go down and remember thinking to myself that at least the sunset is beautiful since it may be my last. The mental theatrics were in full force. Anyways, since I knew... Right. It's like, okay. Anyways, since I knew my father would follow me into the afterlife to deliver the dressing down, I absolutely deserve for this show of exceptionally poor planning, I decided death was not an option and told my inner princess to shut the hell up and let me work.

I found a few particularly tall, thin bushes, and managed to string up my hammock shelter, so we were sheltered from the wind. I threw down the hammock as a tent floor, set up lanterns, and then took Kova's pack in my bare kent. canister down the trail to stash until morning. Then I crawled into our makeshift shelter with Kova and hunkered down for the night with a degree of self-satisfaction since I had rigged what I felt was a passable shelter. I had to get up once and put my backup fleece on Kova and tuck him under the blanket since condensation was building and temps were dropping. The shelter was now feeling

less satisfactory, but thanks to our combined body heat and my single brain cell having considered packing layers, I did not end up with hypothermia. And then at 4 a.m., I was woken up by the sound of growling. Very close, very loud, rumbling noises, which I was absolutely not about to investigate. It happened just once, and then it was quiet for who knows how long. It felt like an eternity. There were no crunching leaves, no snuffling, nothing. Kova seemed unconcerned, which should have calmed me down, but since I was absolutely convinced at this point that we were about to be eaten, I just assumed there was something wrong with my dog. And then my stomach I had forgotten to eat dinner in my haste to stash our food and to get inside the tent.

And now I was hungry. I was also so, so done with this shit show of a trip. And so I set aside my last brain cell and decided that come hell, high water, or bears, we were leaving at sunrise. It's so funny because the paranoia surrounding this is definitely because of you. Cassie. Yes. They were just listening to the Grizzlies. I didn't make that story up.

Yeah, but you really, you sent it out to the masses in a way that. It was terrifying? Yeah. Yeah. Sorry that I caused your stomach growl to scare you. I started packing our tent, located our stash, and cracked a canned coffee before donning my headlamp and hitting the trail. We reached the top of Tennant Mountain just after sunrise, and I admit, stopping there

to finish coffee and have breakfast was spectacular. We cut out grassy cove top and instead. Instead followed a shorter loop back to the trailhead, arriving at the car around 10 a.m. I drove home feeling tired, proud, and determined to never again be such a dumbass. About five months after I nearly unalived Kovah and myself in the mountains, I hired a pet psychic. Wait a second. Wait a second. Wait a second. What's going on here? Theme in this episode. Unintentional theme by me, I think. Subconscious. I hired a pet psychic to talk with my cats and Kovah. Now,

I was skeptical. I'm super spiritual and believe in this stuff, but still, scams are real. But I had questions about my cats. These are my first felines. And I didn't feel I was meeting all of their needs, but couldn't figure out exactly what I was missing. This is another very wholesome. What in the world? It's making me want to hire a pet psychic to talk to my dogs. I feel like, yeah, I feel kind of like I've been failing for not doing this now. Yeah. Enter psychic from stage left. She had only asked me for a photo of each animal before our session and for their names. No other details. We kick off and I am careful to not offer anything up front.

She just starts. She talked about things she could not have possibly known about with the cats, enough so that by the time we moved on to Kova, I was sold on the authenticity of this discussion. She asked if I had any outdoorsy trip planned in the near future and I confirmed that I was considering a trip in the late summer to visit Big Ben National Park. She says, he's a bit, he's very concerned about the bears, and I was floored.

She goes on, he's concerned about you being somewhere, it feels remote, and like he's concerned about not being able to protect you, and he just keeps sending ideas to me, like, of big predators, and bears are just the first thing I think of. He clearly doesn't know exactly what this thing looks like, but he doesn't want anything to do with it. So I told her, Kovah can actually hike in Big Bend, so I was going to leave him at home, and she informed me he definitely doesn't like that idea. And so then I told her there are no bears in Big Bend so he doesn't need to worry. Is that true? I don't know. I'd have to look it out.

I'll take your word for it, Aaron. And she says, yeah, he doesn't believe you. I guess me neither. I don't know if that's legit. Needless to say, I did not go to Big Bend. Cova also apparently does not like me going to bars by myself, is afraid of me hitting my head and generally indicated he doesn't think I'm capable of surviving without him. After our trip to the mountains and a 20 pound wooden display falling on my head shortly after the psychic discussion, I feel like Kovas concerns are reasonable. Just saying, creepy. This is adorable. Quick side note. I find humor in my short overnight on the mountain, since I am okay and learned from the trip. That's said, in case others do not read between the lines of my experience as I have done, this was a

best case ending to what could have been a really bad situation. Your podcast describes so many situations which are product of our own human error. What starts as small, seemingly insignificant oversight can become a true issue when the environment is unforgiving and you are hours from assistance, alone and unprepared. We learn from this experience and I am now the person in the group who is over-prepared and probably slightly annoying in my insistence for everyone to carry a minimum list of gear before starting any adventure. But you know what? I'd rather be a little annoying than a lot dead. Happy trails, Aaron. Ready to soundtrack your summer? With Red Bull Summer All Day Play, you choose a playlist that fits your summer vibe the best. Are you a festival

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Yeah. I think we should. I think it would be really fun. I'm just a little worried because Chaska's so emotional. And you know what I mean. Yeah. He's the most emotional dog I've ever met. Yeah, it's kind of odd.

It's kind of strange. And it's not even like, oh, no, like, I'm in tap with him because he's, like, the best dog because he's mine. It's, like, not even that. No, like, I know. Everyone that knows him knows that. I mean, Blue wasn't like that. Of course. I'm like, oh, yeah, like, I love Blue.

Blue had, like, one emotion, though, and that was happy. Blue had one brain cell for sure. And it was focused on being happy. It was perfect brain cell, though. It was the most perfect brain cell to ever have been in existence. But, yeah, I don't know. Something about Choska. I'm just worried that, like, he's going to be like, I'm sad and I'm not going to know what to do.

But maybe if he is sad, he can communicate what he wants you to do. I feel like I do a lot. Like, you know, it's like I'm giving all that I have to give. Yeah. I don't know. I feel like because he's so emotional, I don't think it has anything to do with you. He very much loves you. Yeah, that's true.

But, like, because he's so emotional, maybe it would be an interesting reading. And I think also it might make me sad because. I think that a lot of, well, I know. And it's so weird that the synchronicities of life that we're talking about pet psychics and this is all coming full circle right now. Because Chosca was always an emotional dog for sure. But when Ian passed away, which when this is released on May 8th will be his three-year death anniversary, something flipped in Chaska. And he became kind of a different dog. He ate through my drywall for any time. I was a prisoner of my own home for a really long time because any time I would leave. And I'd had Choska for eight years before this, seven, eight years before I even met Ian. And he was always fine. And the second I left after Ian died, he literally broke his teeth trying to eat through the wall to get out of the house four times because he was just so emotionally.

distraught and destroyed and stressed and he would just panic like he's on anti-anxiety meds now like he just something like snapped in him and I'm just like really afraid to hear from him directly it's like I already know and I don't know if I want to know through a psychic it's like if you want to tell me things that are maybe nice I'll listen I don't know yeah like you don't want the confirmation of something that you already know yeah that's really hard Yeah, but I feel like if you were to do it with Tucker or Ember, I would love to hear their experience and their thoughts. Yeah. I feel like Tucker would just talk about chicken the whole time.

And Ember feels he just loves chicken like any, like it's his favorite food. Like he loves for chicken, which is kind of sad because he recently got diagnosed with very early stage kidney disease. and his doctor told him he can't have chicken anymore or very limited chicken. How much chicken was he intake? What was his chicken intake before? His chicken intake was ridiculous. He will only eat his dinner with if there's chicken in it. So you would have to give him actual cooked chicken unseasoned, cooked chicken and put it into his bowl.

And he'll eat his kibble if there's chicken on top of it. But if there's not chicken on top of it, he will not touch it. And not even like just wait it out. we tried waiting it out and it was four days and he still was refusing to eat and we're like okay well we have to feed him so yeah like he was it's chicken or death so have you tried like I don't know like a chicken topper like flavoring you know how they have like toppers and stuff like what she recommended is doing like a chicken a low sodium chicken broth on top he's gonna know he's gonna know so what I was thinking is that I would do white rice and then put a low sodium

chicken broth, like soaked in the white rice and put it on top. So I can like, so I can trick him. I can chicken trick him. I can chicken trick him. Yeah. But I would be interested to hear from Ember because I don't know her first few weeks of life. I feel like Ember is a little bit more of a like enigma, I guess, in her emotions. But yeah, she's kind of a mystery. But there's some things about her that I would be interested to know. Like one theory I have for her is she was from Southern Texas and she was born in March and she is not afraid of weather or thunderstorms, lightning, anything, any type of weather she is fine being outside. She does not care at all. And I kind of think that she was like this tiny little baby. They found her at six weeks old running

around by herself without any siblings or a mom or anything like that. And I kind of think she had just been out on her own during hurricane season in Texas. And I would be curious if that was something that was brought up. Yeah, she's like, I have weathered all storms. Yeah, she does not care. No matter the weather, does not matter. She wants to be outside. I'm like, well, you live here in the house.

It's like, this is your home, actually. And we stay inside during storms now. Yeah. This episode is brought to you by Prime. Obsession is in session. And this summer, Prime Originals have everything you want. Steamy romances. Irresistible love stories and the book to screen favorites you've already read twice.

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What's a burb? What's a burb? I thought it was a typo. Sorry. You know what this reminds me? I had to double check when I saw that. I'm like, did Courtney write this? Remember Courtney?

Yeah. And she would always say burb, like when she was talking about birds. I think it's that. It's not that. it's Courtney, but I think that's... Oh, like saying it in like a... Dream premonition and protective burbs. Yes.

I think it's a typo. It's not. Whatever. All right. Well, we're talking about birds or burbs. Okay, I'm feeling silly today. Okay, go ahead. It's the shirt.

Yours are mine. Both. Okay. Well, either way. I'm going to tell the story. Don't even, if there's a pet psychic in here, if there's a burb psychic, I'm going to lose it. It's like we're ending the episode immediately. Okay.

Hi, guys. I've been listening to the podcast for a few years now and love how thoughtful and informative every episode is. I know all who listen are all very appreciative of all the hard work, research and passion y'all bring into the podcast. My name is Crystal and I'm from Southern California. My cousin and I live together in our early 20s in Hollywood and hiked once or twice a week around the area. One day I suggested going to Latuna Canyon Trail in San Fernando Valley

because I had been there a few times during the spring the year before and remember it being so beautiful walking along the stream leading up to multiple waterfalls that gradually increased in size and intensity as we hiked up higher. Now, before I get to our trail portion of the story, I need to preface that the night before I had had a dream, I had gone out to lunch with my grandpa and I told him I was going to hike the next day. In the dream, he looked down and shook his head while saying in Spanish, as Mui Pellegroso, aka, it's too dangerous. I rolled my eyes and told him we hike in these areas all the time. I woke up annoyed and confused because that's totally something my grandpa and grandma would say, because they're very cautious people, but continued on with my day.

We arrived to the trail and made our way down from the parking area, which was unusually empty for the time of day. We went down the short trail to where the stream flows to get to onto the main trail. As we got there, we started climbing up the rocks and the trickle of the stream lightly falling down. Once we got up to that point, we were right on the edge of the entrance for the main trail, and we got a really eerie feeling. First off, we were surrounded by crows. Second off, the trail looked like an overgrown tunnel with the trees looming and creating shadows. We stopped and the crows started yelling at us. When I say yelling, I mean calling, but it felt like they were all yelling at us. They surrounded the entrance in the nearby,

trees close to where we were standing and caught so overwhelmingly loud that we could barely hear each other talk. We looked at each other and my cousin asked, do you think we should go somewhere else? This feels weird. And I immediately said yes. That was not the way I remembered this trail and it felt scary. We started making our way back down and up back to the parking lot. The whole time we were walking away, two crows followed us all the way back to the parking area and waited until we got in the car before heading back. I couldn't help but feel like they were warning us. and trying to tell us to go back. And the fact that two of them followed us and waited until we got back in our car to head back

made me feel like it was confirmation that they were trying to protect us from something. I had never experienced something so unusual and creepy. It felt like a horror film, but I'm glad we didn't continue to find out what was beyond that trail. I truly believe my dream was the first warning, and then the universe sent the crows to make sure our strong-willed personalities were humbled in that moment. We both have heavy Sagittarius placements in our chart, and don't. like being told what to do and like to prove other people wrong. Shout out to our fellow sadge, Danielle, my face. We ended up going to another trail that had the complete opposite feel

and that we've been to many, many times before, full of dogs and people. What do you guys think that was all about? Maybe a predator, mountain lion, or a creepy person lurking around. I don't know, but I love animals and trust their judgment. Thanks for all you do. I hope one day I can join one of your trips, sit around a campfire, and tell you guys some more creepy parents. normal stories passed down from my family that I have also experienced. Love you guys, enjoy the view, but trust your prophetic dreams and the burbs. There it is. There it is. There it is. The burbs. What do we think? I think there's something to be said about paying attention to the behavior of animals around you when you're out in nature. And sometimes they're responding

to you or like sounding alarm calls or whatever because of your presence. but it could also be indicative of something else. And it's important to make sure you're kind of in tune to that and paying attention to that. Yeah. Crows are also really intelligent birds. So I think that's also something to keep in mind. So I don't know what it could have been. Like you said, it could have been they didn't like you and wanted you out of their space.

But also, I mean, maybe there was some protective aspect to it. Yeah. Especially coupled with the dream beforehand and just like. Yeah. It feels like we don't really believe in coincidence. and that feels like it could have been a warning for sure. Speaking of dreams, actually, this story reminded me I had a dream about you last night. Okay.

It was real. I woke up this morning and I was like, what was that? And now I'm, now if it was a warning to me, I feel like I should confront you about it. Confront me. Yeah, confront you. Okay. I had a dream that you approached me and said that you were giving up podcasting for your real dream to become a rock star and you pulled out a guitar and you started singing all of these songs that you

had been writing and you told me that your dream was to go out on the road and become a musician. Okay. Well. And then you showed up in that shirt for this recording. I'm like, she's doing it. It's coming true. My prophetic dream. Yeah, you don't have to worry about me with that.

I don't even listen to music. I know. I was shocked. You were really good in my dream, too. Maybe it's like an alternate timeline. That's me. But in this one that we're living like consciously right now, you don't have to worry about that. Thank you.

You're welcome. I know. If anything happens to either of us, like we're kind of screwed. I think about that like actually kind of a lot. Yeah. And I feel like we need to like figure that out. Our lives are very much intertwined. Seriously.

I'm like, what would ever happen? And we need alternate. I have a backup plan that I never told you. I was a musician? It is not. It is not. I asked, this is so funny because it was actually like a couple days maybe a week ago now. I'm so curious.

Something, I don't know what happened, but, oh yeah. Me and Jeff were talking about some like wholesome things or whatever. And he was like, just so you know, me, Wes and Mike would. each give a kidney to Cassie if she ever needed it. And I'm like, well, she's already taken two people. So that's kind of selfish. And I'm like, but that's nice to know. And then like, I don't know, just like devolved from there of being like, what would I ever do? Like if Cassie, like something happened to Cassie. Yeah. And I was like, would you guys adopt me? Like could I be absorbed into two-cloth in some sort of way? Like, could I be the fourth host? Yeah, like, or something. Like,

just adopt me in some way, like work for you guys. And I think he might have said no. So maybe it's not a backup plan. But I've been thinking about it is my point. Okay. All right. So you should probably think about it. I mean, you should have a backup plan. And I'm not saying just me. Like, I could go before you. Yeah. No, I know. Now I'm like. Which I think I might. You think you're going to die before me? Yeah. Why? I don't know. I just feel like I am. Really? Yeah. I feel like you're long for this world. I do too. My mom told me, so I, back story if you're like new to the podcast, but I have almost died very many times in my life. I've had two kidney transplants and I've had countless

surgeries and I'm still kicking. But still doing well. Still doing well. My health is great right now. But my mom when I was a kid when I was going, or a baby, I think, when I was first born, I had to have a lot of surgeries to live. And my mom was in the hospital with me for months and months at a time. And she saw a psychic who told her that she sees me as an old woman one day. And I've always kind of like held that in my pocket a little bit and been like, okay, well, I have some shit to go through for sure. This world has some pretty rough plans for me. But I do think that I will be here for a while. Yeah. I think it's also because I can very much envision you as an older woman. You know what I mean? Like some people I'm like, I don't

know if I can see that, but for you, like, I see it, like, so clearly. Am I cute? Yeah. Yeah. Thank you. You're welcome. That's all I needed. Me and that psychic, we know. Well, I would really appreciate if you would hang for a while, too. I've freaking trying. Doing my best. I would really appreciate if you, I know you have other worldly aspirations, but I would appreciate if you stayed in this one for quite a while. Okay, yeah. I have commitments here and I do follow through with my commitment. So lucky for you.

Lucky for me. Yeah. Okay. Anyway, my last story is titled Fear and Adventure in Widowhood. I'm a relatively new listener. The first episode I listened to was the one on Port Chicago and I've been hooked ever since. I love hearing all the stories you guys share and getting to learn so much about the things no one else tells you about. I also think it's really fun to hear listeners' trail tales.

I didn't really think that I had any to share until today when a conversation with my husband, Josh, last night, sparked something. Eight years ago, I was in a very different place in life. I was married previously, and in September of 2016, I found myself a widow at 31 years old. My late husband, Mike, passed tragically in a motorcycle accident at 36. That first year was a dark place I never knew I could find myself in. I had never been scared of trying new things, but anxiety found its way into my life in lots of ways and even some that I still deal with today.

Josh had asked me last night if I ever still think of Mike, and while I do, it's usually in stories that come up here and there. While listening to NPA this morning on the way to work, it made me think of one that happened just over a year after Mike died. So back to the being scared of trying new things thing. Some good friends of mine love kayaking rivers. I did not grow up in or around water. I mostly grew up in the desert, so this was definitely new and now sounded very scary.

They convinced me to join them on the Nantahala River in North Carolina, and for some reason, I said yes. So early morning in late September, we drove up and started our trip. One double ducky for me and my friend Kim and five kayakers, her husband, Jason, their son Gavin, and three other friends. I started off a little rough. Gavin quickly went swimming and did not want to continue on. Kim and I dumped out also to make sure that he was safe and took a good 10 minutes to convince him to get back in his kayak so we could continue on. There was no choice as we were on the bank of a river with nowhere to go but down. We finally got everyone back in and continued on. The rest of the first half of the trip was beautiful and had relatively gentle waters. We stopped at a riverside pizza place and enjoyed lunch as well as some much needed break time before finishing up the route. Gavin decided he didn't want to go on any further and Kim was going to stay with him, which meant I would most likely have to venture down the river in the ducky by myself. That was not going to happen. I was still having fun, but only because Kim was with me and knew what she was doing. So I was out. Even though I felt like that was the right decision,

I was still disappointed to not complete the route that day. But then we realized we had to turn the duckie in at the end, so Jason decided he would leave his kayak with Kim and Jason and take the duckie down and offered to have me go with him so I could finish the river. Yes, off we went. The final part of this river route is a class three rapid that can definitely turn your boat over and off you swim. As we were getting close to it, Jason started giving me more direct tasks of where we were going to go over the rapid and how to paddle through it. You can hear the water getting louder and louder and see lots of people standing off to the side watching others go over the rapids. And also people watching to help you get out if you needed it. I felt the nerves growing, but

also the excitement. Before I could really get caught up in my head, we were going through the rapids and over we went. And no swimming for me. It was one of the most exciting things I had ever done, and I just kept thinking, I did it. That moment changed things for me as I continued to move through my grief of losing Mike and the buildup of self-confidence from that moment and that trip has stayed with me ever since. While I definitely went through years of anxiety issues related back to losing Mike, I have worked really hard to find the girl who got lost in all of that and that sense of adventure. In all of that work, I found Josh. Not only someone who has always supported anything and anyone from my past life, but someone who is always ready for an adventure and has continued to

help me find that part of me that I feel like I lost years ago. I'm sure it's no coincidence that he was a prior raft guide himself. And while we haven't gotten on a river together yet, we spend a lot of time in our own backyard with our two boys playing in our creek. Thank you for allowing a space to share and hear stories from everywhere and everyone. I hope you know that you make a difference. So enjoy the view, but watch your back and don't let the fear of something new stop you. Allison. I love that story. Me too. That was really fun. And it kind of the whole time I was reminiscing on some like whitewater stories that we have had too. Me too. It's just there's, it's a fun adventure and it's different. If you're if it's not something that you normally do.

When we were in Banff, do you remember what class that was? Two? Yeah. Or class three. Three, I think. Yeah, I'm trying to like mentally see what she was seeing. But especially for someone who's never done that and then all of a sudden it's like, we're going. It's like, you're in it now.

You're in it. But yeah, I don't know. I like the sentiment of that and, you know, just because I can personally relate to that too and like trying to find yourself again after. a loss or a big change or some trauma that you may have experienced and trying to like you're never going to get back because like you're not that person before you're or anymore you're changed but like trying to like rebuild and get and find your new yeah the new person that you are yeah and it takes a lot of freaking work so I really appreciated the way that she worded that and

good for her well thank you everyone for hanging out yeah that was it those are all our stories for today, except we do have two additional ones that we will have on our outsiders only on Apple subscribers or Patreon. So you can hang out with this there. My story is titled, Caught with my pants down. And mine is titled, Bears are just big dogs. Right. Right. Right. Maybe. Well, thank you everyone for tuning in. We will see you next time. In the meantime, enjoy the view. But watch you're back. Bye, everyone. Bye. Thank you for joining us again this week. If you have a trail tale of your own you'd like to share, you can write to us at NPAD Stories at gmail.com or visit our website at npaddipodcast.com.

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