The heat, the tinder-dryness with little to no rain in a long time has taken its toll in Arizona, not only Colorado. Our hearts go out to the families of these brave men.
Can you imagine wearing all that heavy gear when it’s over 100 degrees outside in central Arizona in the high desert, and to be near a forest fire as well? It takes a very special person to be able to do that.
It’s 104 here at the moment, and I can tell you that even when the wind blows, it’s like a blast furnace. It feels just like sitting a few inches from a bonfire.
A weather system has been moving around on the Mogollon Rim north of the Valley of the Sun and last night we had high winds. There were a couple of drops of rain here, but not enough to even wet the pavement.
The rogue winds we get are completely unpredictable. It can be dead calm and suddenly you hear a roar and the trees bend over, leaves and dust come at you sideways, and then as quickly as it arrived, it disappears.
This is the kind of thing that can spell disaster for firefighters, not to mention the powerful air currents and winds the fire itself creates.
Prescott is a fairly small town and these nineteen (updated from eighteen) souls will be greatly missed. They are truly fallen heroes.
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