A fire very close to my heart… the very last post about my recent adventures in the Bay Area…

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No, that isn’t just another photo taken from the hills above Berkeley, where I often drive to take photos of the sunset and San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge over across the bay. Look in the foreground. At the charred remains of a brush fire.

Do you remember, back in the posts about us going on a rocket boat ride on the bay, and how we spotted smoke back on the other side? No, of course you don’t. It isn’t my job to make you remember stuff anyway… Hold on… I will see if I can find one of the photos from the earlier posts…

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Yes, I found one. See the column of smoke in the hills in the distance? We watched the fire for a while, right before getting on the boat. I thought it looked like it was near one of my favorite photo spots, but it was hard to tell exactly.

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On the way out of town, we drove over the hills to avoid some traffic. I convinced my wife to stop, so I could take a last few pictures with my cell phone, of the fog rolling over San Francisco way over there.

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As soon as we got out of the car, we could smell the ash and old smoke.

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It came so close to a place I love. In fact, it swept around it, and actually crossed the road and burned farther up the hill behind this spot.

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But it missed the little grove of old trees, that always remind me of trees you might find near Bilbo Baggins’s house.

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It would have devastated me if those trees had burned.

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Other trees were consumed, just feet away.

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But that one bit, the place about which I once said: “If you bring a girl here on the first date, and you don’t get a kiss, you should break up, because  it was never going to happen anyway” is still there, beckoning to young lovers.

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4 Responses to A fire very close to my heart… the very last post about my recent adventures in the Bay Area…

  1. List of X says:

    On the other hand, if you bring a girl there and get a kiss, your wife will kill you.

  2. Every year it seems a massive wildfire breaks out somewhere in California. I can only imagine the sorrow one feels upon seeing the aftermath of such a blaze, or the terror of being caught in the middle of a fire storm. A lot of this could be avoided if people stop building in remote, forested areas. They do that and then get upset when the closest fire department doesn’t get to them in 5 minutes or less.

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