At about 3:30 I smelled smoke.
In what seemed minutes, the sky turned black.
It was no drill.
The alert told us that the fire was heading to New Dayton and Tyrell Lake and to be prepared to evacuate those areas.
We live in New Dayton, on the bank of Tyrell Lake.
Scott went out on several recon missions to keep an eye on the fire.
Scott wanted to go help out but we both needed to be near home.
If it came to it, our evacuation was going to include a kennel full of border collies, two guardian dogs, two house cats, a flock of sheep and last but not least, one little-dog.
We had a plan to get everyone out but at about 10PM the farmers and firemen had done the impossible.
They stopped the fire despite the winds.
Yesterday we went out to find where it all started.
They haven't announced a cause yet but you gotta wonder if an errant cigarette almost caused a tragedy.
No humans or animals were killed or injured but I'm sure these cows thought it was a little too close for their comfort.
Then we went out to where they stopped it.
Their first stand failed.
It jumped the road.
Then we saw the final stand.
A local farmer told us they dug in.
They drew a line in the sand and plowed everything in front of it and wind or no wind the fire wasn't going any farther,
and it didn't.