It was a dramatic drive back to LA today. The smoke from the Line fire, above San Bernadino, was visible from ways out, settling low over the ground and in the little valleys all the way after we started the long, long descent after the climb up from Needles. But this - which was the Bridge fire exploding this afternoon (from 4,000 or so acres to around 34,000) became apparent as soon as we turned onto the 15, and the skies became ... apocalyptic was the only word. Alice was valiantly driving at this point; I was taking pictures - and yes, it really was that weird orange (like Trump, later. I'd have given anything for a Trump election sign, at this point).
And then we turned onto the 210, and the fire was behind us - but no less spectacular and terrifying (this is all about 45 miles from home, but it's so huge, billowing up into the sky, that it feels closer ...)
What a disturbing image ... the smoke is like a monster from a nightmare! We hope things calm down soon and that the kitties (and humans) are settling into their routines nicely!
ReplyDeleteThis was ... scary. The fire itself wasn't that close to where we were driving (by which I mean ... what? probably about five miles, at its closest) - but the scale, and the light, were surreal...
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