In 2012, I was part of a thrown
together T2 crew made up people from multiple departments. My most exciting
fire I’ve been on was with this crew somewhere in Montana. This was also the
first big fire I was on that reached homes. It was early August, the area was
pretty dry, and we had already seen some interesting fire behavior that season
nearby.
While we were having our briefing
one morning, we were already noticing that the conditions were good for fire. Even though we couldn’t even see the sun yet,
the fire was already sending ash to be dropping around our briefing a good couple miles away. With homes scattered
throughout the area several miles away, we spent the morning assessing the
homes and to remove fuels that would endanger the
homes.
With the topography being pretty flat
and the fuels very dry, we were already very cautious when stating our first
burning operation. We posted a few lookouts and left two guys with the
rigs in case we had to evacuate in a hurry. Sure enough, it didn’t take very
long before we started hear about new spot fires on the radio, including one
spot directly under one of our trucks. We then pulled out and moved back closer
to the homes to attempt another burnout. By this time, the winds had increased
a bit and were moving steadily directly towards the homes. Because of the
winds, we got smoked out before the front reached us. Being so smoky that I
could barely seen the two other burners only about twenty meters on either side
of me, we realized this plan wasn’t going to work either.
I believe the next spot we went to
was one of the ranch homes which very near a highway lying parallel to the
front. We quickly went to work removing fuels and moving them away. Thankfully
they had a large green lawn, because that soon became our safety zone. Before
the front even got close to us, we already had spot fires burning up the
opposite side of the highway. It was pretty humbling to see how fast fire was
capable of traveling when the conditions where just right.
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