I started working with the fire crew on Tuesday. My first day of work, we snowshoed (my first time ever) up Deer Mountain. It wasn't windy enough to burn piles (ironic, because Estes is SOOO windy... if it's not windy enough, the smoke won't disperse and settles in town, which is not good) so we spent all day shoveling 2-3 feet of snow off of slash piles and got off early. It was tiring but felt good to be working again.
Yesterday, it was windy enough to burn. We parked on the south side of Deer Mountain and went up, over and down the north side of Deer Mountain, with our fire packs, shovels and drip torches - probably an extra 50 lbs of stuff, wearing only a cotton t-shirt, a polypropelene (moisture wicking) shirt, and a Nomex fire shirt, Nomex pants and gaiters... in 17 degree weather, wind blowing icy snow on the exposed ridge in our faces...
Yeah, I've been unemployed since October and it shows. I was EXHAUSTED just on the hike up. All uphill, without snowshoes until we got to the top... then we strapped them on because the snow was 3-4 feet inside the forest. I haven't done this much physical work, yet alone in these extreme conditions, in a long time. Once we hiked down to the piles, we had to shovel more snow off of them, then light them (they actually burn pretty easily despite all the snow) and make sure they don't get out of hand and start lighting the standing trees on fire. I mean, these piles were letting off 20-30 foot flame lengths, and it does get into the green trees and start torching them from the bottom up. Plus, all the dead snag trees were a hazard, and the deep snow... Let me put it like this. I was supposed to do 15 piles; I only got to 9. One guy did 20. Now, this was my first day, and most of them were on hot shot crews so they're in great shape... But I just couldn't keep up. And, I was not used eating all that smoke, so I was hacking and my eyes were watering. After we light the piles, we go back and "chunk" them - we jump into the pit left by the pile (usually 10-15 feet diameter, still very hot like a huge bonfire) and take the unburned ends on the outside of the ring and throw them into the middle, to try to completely burn everything. This, we do without snowshoes on. So I was hiking uphill in 3-4 feet of crusty snow with all this gear, jumping down into the 3 foot deep pits that are still burning, eating more smoke...
I didn't know if I could even hike out by the end of the day, I was so tired and sore. Everything from my neck, to my arms, my quads, my butt... soooo exhausted. We strapped our snowshoes back on and hiked up up UP the mountain and back down the other side, coughing the whole way. It was 30-45 minutes hiking out. Put this all together, and you have one worn-out Lisa.
I coughed all evening and my body hurt more and more. There was no way I was going to be able to do this again today, 2 days in a row. It's just TOO MUCH too soon. Between inhaling smoke and the cold air, and my aching muscles, I know I couldn't have made that hike today. I called in and told them that physically I just couldn't do it. Not a big deal. They understand, because they've had since November to get used to it... hard to just jump into something like that. I have Friday off to go ice climbing, and will be going in again on Monday.
I was so tired that I couldn't make the shrimp fettuccine that I was going to attempt last night. Instead, Tim and I finally got my belated New Year's tradition chinese food. :) We tried to watch a movie, and I couldn't even stay up for it (Gladiator, which is one of my favorites)... I passed out, drooling on poor Tim ha ha. I'm only half kidding about the drooling part. :P
I slept like a log last night and had crazy dreams. One was that the pocket on my jacket ripped open, and Logan pulled all the stuffing out. I didn't know how on earth I was going to fix it! Another part, Tim asked me if I was excited for our big vacation. I was very excited, except I don't know where we were going. The weirdest thing is that I didn't know I was dreaming. I woke up thinking my jacket was broke, and that I was going somewhere with Tim. ;)
Logan is getting more shots today. His other ear finally popped up and he looks like a real german shepherd! Need to get some new photos on here soon. He's over 30 lbs and, though he's super smart, he's a little stubborn and loves to nip and mouth. He loves to "talk" but doesn't bark much. He's pretty much housebroken and not nearly as shy as he was before. I can usually expect to sleep from 10 pm until 6:30 or 7 am without him waking up... but then, he needs to go potty and expects breakfast! While I am working, I keep him on a leash indoors so he can get to his crate and water; I don't want to keep him in that little crate all day, but when I let him loose he hangs out on the couch, eats my slippers, and goes potty in the corner. He doesn't make a mess when I keep him in a small area, and he has a huge crate coming any day now (48" tall; will fit him when he's an adult!). If you go to the Silver Creek Kennels website and scroll down, you'll see something cute and funny that the breeder wrote about Logan. ;)
They still haven't posted the notice for that crew leader hazard tree job that I want; It may go from Resource Management to be directed by the Fire program. I doubt we'll be on the West side of the park as much as before, but I ran into Doug (the maint. supervisor on that side) and he told me he expects me to come back over there and he'll make arrangements so I can bring Logan. ;)
We'll see if I'm going ice climbing in Ouray. It's like an 8 hour drive, and gotta figure out how much the hotel/renting equipment costs... and, I'll have psycho puppy to attend to while we are out there (yes, he'd be going with me).
That's the latest and greatest. I'm just gonna chill out while my aching body and congested lungs repair themselves today, while the wind blows the old, icy snow into huge drifts and the clear blue sky is deceptively inviting. By the way, snowshoeing is so much fun!! I highly recommend it if you've never tried it; they are light weight and easy to walk in, and keep you floating on even the deepest snow! It makes walking in winter more fun. ;)
Logan at 11 weeks old
Tim drinking Glenlivet scotch and watching the Eagles lose at the Rock Inn... with our "turkey feather" Eagle mascot and Randall the bear
Bruce and the Eagle, after shotgunning two Old Style beers
A comic from the local paper about all this damned wind!

