It reminds me of an anecdote when I was camping once. There was an interesting spot for fishing, a small lake that was supposed to have rare native red trouts in it but the only way to reach it was to cross a larger lake and do some hiking the other side. But everytime we tried to cross the lake on a rented slow clumsy rowboat a nasty storm appeared. We tried three different times. It was as if Thunder God wanted to prevent us from capturing native trouts. We finally gave up. When the lightning was striking we went to the shore and then back to camp.