Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Don't say Magma...

In the hills north of Fillmore, there resides a dragon. Sleeping underground, he puffs his smoke as he slumbers. Soon he will awaken and ravage the world...



Okay, well not really. In my sector is an ancient landslide area. Out of fissures in the ground emit toxic gasses and high heat. Worried people wanted to make sure it wouldn't cause a fire, so we have investigated several times.


Yesterday we escorted USFS and USGS geologists back up to the site. They wanted to gather more detailed temperature readings and capture some of the smoke to determine just exactly was occurring underground. We had a nice breeze that kept the toxic smoke at bay. For the first time the scientists could actually approach the vents, instead of having to tell us what to do. We protected them and monitored the area while they did their measurements.


Here one of the geologists is capturing the smoke out of a vent. The temperature in that vent 12 inches deep was 977 degrees F! Hence our worry about burning the grass. One of my guys cooked his feet a bit inside his fire boots!


My new firefighters on my crew. The copter came out to take some aerial picture of the steep hill we were on. Despite the oddity and weirdness of the job, they are still happy. I have the best crew! Waaay down the hill in the right corner of the screen behind that hill is our house and the town of Fillmore.

Milestones in Life

No pun intended. Today, August 27th, 2008 was a milestone in a couple lives. And trying for the others.

Today was Miles' first day of Kindergarten. YUP, real 5-day a week school. He is attending St. Sebastian School in Santa Paula, in a combined K & 1st grade class. Here he is in his classroom just after finding his own seat. A bit nervous...


But he was helped by his name on the door. (His teacher has an un-pronounceable last name, hence the "Mrs R". She's not CIA).
Daddy tried to forestall problems by escorting Miles in, but Mommy found a parking spot and came to watch:
Yes, those are real tears as her (older) baby goes off to school.

Now, it didn't help that today was Sara's 35th birthday. This marks 50% of her life that she has been with Tom. Probably the real reason for the tears. But anyway, we went to a local coffee shop. Grandma Janet was there (the one not in the picture, sorry Janet) and a couple friends. They commiserated and then sang Happy Birthday to Sara.
Janet brought her new puppy over to visit with Helen. The puppy has bitten everything in the entire world, including wrought iron furniture, but did not nip Helen. Smart dog, wants to live...

But too bad for Helen, she still got a bath, which she was NOT happy about.
So, that was our day, how was yours?