climbing sandstone cliffs

Date: 9/17/2016

I was with a group of 8-10 boys and men. The boys were around 12 years old and were my youngest brother and his friends. The men were in their 20s and were my husband and his friends. We were on an adventure hiking and climbing at a park near our house or someone's house we were staying at. The first portion of the park was a grassy rolling field. There were 2 men nearby who were not part of our group. They were dressed like cowboys and were carrying large old-time looking pistols. These two men were shooting haphazardly at a flock of birds. They were not seriously hunting, just shooting animals for fun. They were shooting trick shot with their pistols turned upside down and cackling with laughter. Their recklessness worried me that they may accidentally shoot us or could become hostile toward us, so we let them move on ahead of us before we proceeded. Beyond the grassy field was a large cliff that we were climbing, one behind another. I was in the middle of the group and the cliff seemed to be made of sandstone or some other loose substance because the rock face and ledges seemed to be desolving more and more as each person ascended. One ledge had gooten so small I could hardly pull myself up on it and I worried the people behind me wouldn't have a ledge left. The next portion of the park as a large ipen sandy desert similar to a place I'd been in a previous dream. However, I was no longer at the park. Chris, his friends, and myself were back at the house. Someone, I believe my mom, asked where the younger boys were. It seemed they'd gone back to this park on their own and were planning to hike the entire length of it. I immediately became worried because they had not taken any food or water with them and they did not fully understand the length and difficulty of this journey. Chris and I raced back to the park and were moving as fast as we could in hopes of catching up to the boys. We realized the boys had already entered the desert area and when we reached the beginning of the desert we stopped and figured there was nothing more we could do. We wouldn't be able to reach the boys in time to save them, so we just had to hope they'd make it out alive.