Friday, August 03, 2012
Fire and rain...
The men sprayed down the edges where they could reach and the fire ran on ahead with the wind through pasture after pasture paying no mind to fences. I went back to help direct more trucks up to the fire, and as I was taking one rancher up, a big crack of thunder and lightning hit and it began to pour. Rain! Blessed rain! We stopped and radio'd up to the guys and they said they were getting rain too but they weren't sure how long it would last. We drove up to the corner gate and waited, but it was so muddy we felt it best to wait until they called us up. It kept raining and all the firefighters came back to the gate and we drove back home. We were all so thankful. Hubs said, "There is no way we could have caught that fire. It would have burned to the highway without the rain."
This morning Hubs and I went out to look things over in the daylight and to bring hot coffee to those left watching the fire. Ash, soot and remnants of sagebrush remained along with needle-less cacti and a few sturdy fence posts. The cows and sheep that were out in the pastures were fine. They evidently found their way to safety so there was no loss of livestock. Five trucks and their men stayed on site all day today and left this evening as they felt confident the fire was totally contained. The state department flew down to measure the area of the fire and their figures were: 1008 acres burned within a 14 mile perimeter. When we drive out into the pasture now, I think, "This could happen again. Anywhere, anytime." On a positive note, with a little rain this fall we hope to see a lovely green pasture come back. Fire so often improves the land it burns like nothing else can. This evening I heard on the radio that a prairie wildfire has broken out in Oklahoma. My heart aches for them. God, be their help and strength, and please send them rain.