We were burning a unit down on Lowell RD near Eugene, 1973 I think.
All the grunts were saying that we needed a hose lay through a very small saddle but the head guy said no, we'll put the coals to it over here on the small butte and generate enough heat to pull away from the saddle.
The grunts were right.
I was out about 75 yards away from the line in a fetal with my nose buried in my shirt with eyes watering more than Niagara. Fair amount of snot.
Everyone was doing the same.
Get up about every 10 minutes and rotate someone through who would give a report on how many spots that had 'scratch line'. Emphasis on the scratch.
The head guy was coming through away from the line cause he couldn't take it either and headed right at me.
Coughing and blowing snot.
I didn't move - turned my Motorola radio off.
He tripped slightly as he hit one of my boots.
The smoke was so thick and his vision so obscured by watering he couldn't see well enough to realize he had tripped on a living creature.
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There were maybe 50 spots in the large fuels. Everything else was wet enough in the shade that it didn't carry. We did put in hose later and moped for awhile.
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I'm retired and live a largely snot free lifestyle.
I've never worked a Rx burn quite like that but when I was about 14 years old I was working a ranch burn that escaped. We were trynig to burn off 3 thousand acres out of 20,000 plus. The 2 thousand acres was all green the next morning but another 8 thou was black. The ranch was beautiful the next spring though.
Another time (much later) I was driving a contract water tender on a training burn on Ft. Hunter Ligget. The training ended around 4:00 pm but the rekindle started during dinner. It burned into a closed off part of the base. The closure was due to UXO. It burned all night and crossed out of the range during breakfast. We just practised on another part of the base.
Same training burn one of the other drivers had his tender roll away while he was filling it.