Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Smoke Rises

A fire truck went by, lights all on and sirens blaring. Hmm... Mom looked North and West to see if there's anything amiss that might be worthy of note. Nothing. Back to business as usual. Until another fire truck came blowing by a few moment later with the same hustle. Looking to the south this time, there was smoke rising from the ridge behind us.

We called the neighbors to see if they could see anything since they're higher up on the hill. Was it really as close as it seemed? They called back, and yes, it was truly that close, but the fire crews had it under control. They had several tanker trucks along with all the fire fighters dousing out the flames.

After the initial excitement wore off, and we deemed it safe enough to check out, my siblings and I took a little trek up the ridge to see how close close really was. It was close. All that was between our property and that fire was a 'forest' of overgrown, sickly noble firs and a hedge of blackberries (the creek isn't running this time of year) and the wind was blowing straight for us. Based on where the fire was (a combined wheat field), and the time of year that it is (harvest season), we suspect that the fire was started by machinery working in the field, but that's just speculation. At this point, we have no idea how it started.

Thankfully, no one was hurt, and the fire was quickly put out.

The text we sent Dad. Scary text to get while at work...

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