|Ghosts in the night|
I turned on my radio to hear the rising voices of my comrades. I could feel their excitement. I sauntered into the other room and got my wildland pants on. Sauntered into the living room and casually pulled on and laced up my boots. I listened to about 6 engines leave the barn and head up the mountain. I got my camera and keys and drove slowly and carefully through the chaos to the scene.
|Yes, I do know how to fill this truck.|
|"the guys" digging line at night.|
|My friend Joe. Happy with his saw.|
Then there's the traffic coming down. "Hey, do you know there's a fire up there?" No, I was just heading this way, why?
|1020 Pump Panel. Uh, looks like ya got a limp hose there. Hmmm. . .|
It was good for me to get out. It was good for me to play. It was good for me to feel useful.
|When I get home from a fire, the animals are always curious about where I've been. So many interesting smells!|
photos by Kiss the Fiddler (uh, that's me)