Before I get too deep into today's post I want to share some exciting news with you. Last week I was contacted by Amazon. By Saturday of last week, they began publishing Twenty Four At Heart to their Kindle readers. If you have a Kindle, or if you have a friend or family member who might be interested in subscribing to Twenty Four At Heart by Kindle you (or they) can go here to do so. This also seems to be a very appropriate time to thank each and every one of you who take the time to come here and visit. There are no words to express how much I appreciate you. Smooches!
Yesterday The Torturer let me out of PT a little early. I came home and before I'd even left my garage I knew there was a problem. I could hear a helicopter and it was close. It was very loud … and a loud helicopter near my house means only one thing.
My backyard ends with a slope down to this lake. The lake is surrounded by dry brush this time of the year. I live in a canyon and the canyon is a tinderbox ready to ignite.
Yesterday it ignited, but fortunately the fire was deemed as a "spot fire" and within a couple hours the fire was "under control" although not extinguished. At no time was the fire close enough to threaten my home.
The Orange County Fire Authority helicopters fill their water tanks directly from the lake when there are fires nearby. Unfortunately, living where I do means I see these helicopters at least once a year, and during many years even more frequently.
The helicopters always approach from the north.
The helicopters used to have huge buckets hanging from them that they would fill. Now they have water tanks on board and fill them instead.
It only takes a couple minutes to fill the water tanks.
Then they are back in the air and headed towards their destination to drop the water.
Yesterday was unusual. The fire department was using multiple helicopters. At some points one would be hovering as another filled its tank. As soon as the first would leave, the next would take its spot. My normally quiet canyon was very loud until it became too dark for the firefighters to fly.
I started tweeting fire events as soon as I got home. The Orange County Register follows me and contacted me for a phone interview. They also asked if I could email them some pictures which I did. If you're interested you can read the newspaper article here. I am quoted and they also gave me a photo credit. It made me feel *special*. (Except for the part where they outed my identity to all of Orange County and the entire rest of the world when this was supposed to be an anonymous blog!)
That part of it? Not so special ….