I should be so lucky! Still several thousand men/women working the fire lines in SW Oregon. Only 'up,' if you want to call it that, is the two big ones have joined and it actually makes fighting them 'easier.' What's helped is the wind keep shifting from SW to out of the NE.
Blowing the smoke out of the Valley for a pleasant change. 'Old Eyes' still need lube drops every hour.
I'd love to see the 'Logistics's' that keeps this going. Helped with one of those (Vollie) years back and it was amazing how much food you could cook/serve even with 'soup kitchen' equipment out in the field. Into a tent at 9PM, up at 0300 and stoves off and running. At 0500'ish you'd had a thousand men with plates walking by you. Fifty some dozen eggs into 'scrambled eggs' with chopped up ham. (My job) A thousand (guess) pounds of fried potato's. God only knows how many gallons of OJ and hot coffee.
Clean up and back into a tent for more sleep. At 5-7 pm we were ready. Three huge BBQ's fired off at 1300 and stacks and stack of chicken parts over the coals. (We had a generator running warming oven to keep them warm. So don't over cook!!) 'Steaks/Tri-tips' were cooked as requested. These fellows could easily consume 4 to 5 thousand calories per day. For the outlying crews we made huge sandwiches that were trucked up to them, and canisters of hot coffee. A slab's of tri-tip meat makes a hell of a good sandwich. Sliced Tamato's/etc., were never put on the bread; would turn the whole thing into mush. Just open the Tupperware for all the rest. Plastic knives/forks provided. Patato salad we just had to buy, too much trouble to try to make.
My employer at the time - Key Bank: "Stay there, I'll send some one down to cover your desk in Medford." Took close to a couple of weeks before the smoke-smell got washed off my body. We had Army and Marine Corp Medic's with us and I'd see 'a face.' Turn around and pull on his sleeve and head nudge ='him.'
The "Thousand Yard Stare." If you've seen it, you can't miss 'The Look.'
One of the longest two weeks in my life; same clothing on for the whole time. Would just jump in the river and clean up with a bar of soap.
Got back to work and only one question, from one person: "How bad was it?''
'You really don't want to know.'