Camp Fire

We found ourselves in the middle of a wildfire at our Labor Day camp!  Sunday afternoon we were just chilling in camp.  I was in the camper writing a letter to Colton, when I heard sirens and saw a police car and a fire truck come up the road.  I thought at first that someone had gotten hurt, but then I turned around and saw the hill right next to us was on fire!

Next thing we knew, we had about 15 fire trucks there, and our camp became Firefighter Command Central!

We pulled up our recliners and binoculars and just watched the firefighters go to work.

Luckily it was slow moving, but it was definitely spreading throughout the day.

More trucks arrived throughout the day.

Here is our camp in Command Central.

Kori's little truck was right in the middle of the action.

All of the camp sites above us were evacuated.  I was a little worried, but we did have all of these professionals between us and the fire!  We talked to the firefighters a bit.  Mostly we just watched them go to work.

Silly Clint!

The flames were really visible as it got dark!

This is what it looked like the next morning.  The fire was out, but the firefighters were still there all day, putting out hot spots and clearing debris.  We are grateful to them for coming out on a holiday weekend and keeping us all safe!