Trail head:Delilah Lookout
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Before shutting my eyes last night, there was a bright red moon-light going through smoke. Still no less awesome. I think we now know how the prophecy in Joel will be accomplished-through forest fires: The sun will be turned to darkness and the moon to blood before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the Lord.
Last Night's Moon |
I finally moved out of bed around 0620. The smoke around Delilah is not as bad as I feared, still the visibility will be only about 5 miles at its best. I read a little bit and then have breakfast, my usual of granola. I take a load down to the truck. I noticed a wire laying on the ground. I trace it out and it seems to be unattached. Once I figured that out, I reported it to Buck Rock.
Note that in four years the pine beetle trees have lost their needles.
During breakfast, I listened
to John Michael Talbot. Yesterday, I talked about being a lookout and
being able to look beyond the current environment, particularly the
election yesterday. This JMT will help move me in that direction.
The first song I played, I knew I would need to make that my prayer,
it is St. Frances’ prayer
of peace.
It is my hope that I will find a way to fulfill that prayer. Maybe
being up here will help.
Autumn View towards Dude Ridge
It is time for me to be a real
lookout. I take the weather and go inservice with a low RH at 16% and
3-5 miles visibility. Sort of a rotten way to spend the last day of
the season up here. Of course I have been saying this for the past
two months. After this, I talk with Judy who will be here tomorrow.
Always good to talk with a fellow lookout and be able to pass on what
to expect.
More Autumn Color towards White Deer Saddle |
After answering a few phone calls, I clean up the cab so that Judy will find it properly sanitized. As a note, when I follow Judy or Kathy, it gives me no hope in having things as clean and wonderful as they leave it. Still I try my best. By 1615, I went out of service for the last time this season.
Your fearless lookout
I always want to say what a
wonderful season it has been. It is memorable, but I have my doubts
about its wonderfulness. The pandemic stopped us from being in the
lookout with visitors and other lookout friends. The smoke from the
fires plagued the lookouts, creating both visibility and air quality
problems. Still I look forward to being back up in the cab again next
year.
More Autumn Colors |
I think I will end this year with a Philip Connors quote:
Time spent being a lookout
isn’t spent at all.
Every day in a lookout
is a day not subtracted
from the sum of one’s life.
Philip Connors, Fire Season, Chp May
Animals
Stellar's Jay |
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