Thirty Mile Fire

30 Miles of Fire On July 10, 2001, four US Forestry Firefighters died during the battle with a 30-mile fire. The other six were injured. Includes two hikers, 30 miles of fire, the second deadly fire in Washington State History. The fire occurred at the northern thirty miles north of Winthrop, Okanogan National Forest in the Chu Chu Valley. When 21 forestry firefighters were sent to the fire, the fire was only 25 acres. The general crew member No. 6 in the northwest was the first person who appeared on the scene, with the aim of constructing a shooting line directly in the morning and in the early afternoon directly in the canyon.

The 30 mile river is open. That wild water is not strong against frost, it is only in the vortex, and it is completely ice in a quiet place. It takes six days of effort to compensate for 30 terrible miles. They are terrible because there is a danger that each leg becomes a dog or a human being. Ten times, Pero suddenly came across the ice bridge and was saved by the long rod he carried in a hurry. However, with a cold snap, the thermometer recorded a minus 50, and every time he suddenly broke out he was forced to fire and kill his clothes.

First, there is Cerro Grande Fire at Los Alamos. It exploded to 48 thousand acres. From the house we are 40 miles away, we can see the core of the fire, and the evil red eyes of the dragon are shining in the smoke. On the night of May 10, the fire destroyed 220 houses. A few days later, the ash and dream of the house came down from the sky like santa in the snow. Ashtrayed car, window, sidewalk It is just the beginning. The Cerro Grande Fire is still burning but Santa Fe is wrapped in a mushroom cloud with clouds reaching 30,000 feet, creating its own weather, thunder and lightning. This is a 28,000 acre Vivash fire in the lush Pecos Wilderness 30 miles away from our house.

The fire is getting brighter now. The fragrance of the flame, the dry tree is a thin, soprano boys choir, like a flute, whose "Gloria" head straight to the sky. It's not a noisy spicy smell of burning leaves, but its "bitter" sound reaches several miles. Instead of the scent of wet firewood, musk and sharp. It is not a tragic smell of damp ash or ash. A cold, damp chimney can stop any emotions. I'd like to hear about Bush, one of my bad Sunday school students is burning. also. The fire speaks to us and invites us deep memories and builds our place, family house, our warm and cozy place. "Come in with us warmly." I set the fire at the place where my father put on fire. When I built it, I kneeled, leaned against it and let it eat it. When I woke up, I heard my father sigh when my father got up slowly. "For your mother, the heat," he explained through struggle