|The header from bast camp.|
|This was what town looked like that first morning. That's not fog, it's smoke.|
We awoke the next morning well before the sun was up. We made our way to the chow tent for breakfast. Mmmmhhhhmmmm, camp food (for the record that last sentence couldn't be dripping with more sarcasm). We also got our radios programmed. It was a fairly typical morning.
|Engines and crews from all over the state and country.|
|A couple of the many pieces of heavy equipment at the fire.|
An hour later our strike team leaders came back from the briefing with our assignment for the next 12 hours.
|Rim Fire maps and assignments.|
Sit tight and wait.
|Poised and ready to work....really just fighting boredom.|
|The beginnings of base camp.|
We staged all that day in the base camp. One of the guys on another crew had bought a football. We tossed it around for almost 20 minutes before someone told us to stop. The rest of the day was spent trying to fight off boredom.
That night we slept in the dirt behind our rig. We were now on day 2 without a shower and laundry was become a critical issue. The next day would prove to be a better one.
To be continued....