I'm not regularly around explosions and such so I've never experienced anything like that before or since.
I'm not regularly around explosions and such so I've never experienced anything like that before or since.
Lightning is a powerful event and even if you're not that close to it, it can appear overwhelming and make you think you were much closer than you were. People who have experienced this talk a lot about what it looked like.
Everyone I know who has truly been close to a lightning strike unfailingly mention the sound above all else.
I was lucky to be in a car. A while back the same thing happened to someone walking over the top of a transformer causing very serious injuries.
I’m always kind of creeped out around iron grilles now.
When the lightning struck the thunder felt instant. It was however clear from the admittedly blinding flash that it was still a ways off. Probably some hundred meters.
But as you said, the sound. In a car, in a torrent of rain, it was the loudest and sharpest sound I believe I have ever heard. By the sound of it I could have sworn it was inside the car as couldn't tell it had been muffled at all by either the torrent of rain, or the bodywork and careful sound dampening in any modern car.
There had been lightning all around us for a while, but we barely heard the thunder of those strikes through the thunderous murmur of the sky falling down on us. The difference was truly astonishing!
That being said, if you’re close—really close—the sound does change. Lightning used to regularly strike a pair of trees just outside my bedroom window when I was growing up, since it was the top of a hill, and the trees were the tallest thing around, by far. Were my window open, I could reach out and touch the taller of the two trees.
The sound is so loud and so abrupt that I’m not really sure how to describe it. It’s instantaneous—over before you realize that there was a sound. It’s not a steady, drawn-out rumble like you might expect. In addition to the overwhelming, deafening crack, sometimes I would hear what sounded like a scream or a whistle—but that was almost certainly just a sensory artifact and not a real noise. Other people in the house would describe different artifacts.
I probably make it sound scary, but I always looked forward to thunderstorms as a kid, and each time I’d hope the storm would get close enough to strike those trees. It was absolutely amazing to watch—and, being a child with no sense of danger, I’d sit right by the window.
Maybe it was my imagination but it was so distinct that I wonder if it was the sound of discharge from nearby objects, or … something.