Neighborhood Fire

Yesterday, our little neighborhood was filled with some excitement.  Just beyond the Southern walls, there is a steep drop-off, into a ravine filled with pine trees, and it caught on fire from the massive fireworks demonstration throughout the city on New Years Day.  It is virtually impossible to reach because of the steep incline of the hill.

The fire was burning the dry brush.  And it was getting out of control.

The fire trucks arrived, someone said an hour after they were called, apparently with little water.

So, the neighbors got their little garden hoses and ran the water from the house faucets to the trucks and then they, in turn would pump a bit more spray through the large fire hose.

 They had to break a little hole into the retaining wall, to spray to get to the brush fire. Neighbors gathered and used their own garden hoses, strung together to help control the fires.

So, you would think the fire would get put out?  Nope, this morning, two days after it started, all during the nights, I could hear the crackling sound of the fire from somewhere down below.  We smell and see smoke rising over the ridge.  Yep, it is still burning.