Like most people who live in forested areas, these last few years have made us very paranoid about forest fires. A few years ago, we were forced to evacuate our home after a forest fire, started by someone doing spring burning, escaped and began ripping across the mountain slope above our house.
It was a very blustery day yesterday when we drove into McBride. When we got to the top of Mennonite Hill, and overlooked the Valley, I was suddenly filled with fear, when I saw a white plumb rising, and spreading across the tree tops.
“Oh no,” I thought, “Don’t tell me someone is trying to do burning when it is so windy.” I feared a fire had already escaped and was burning through the trees.
When we got at the bottom of the hill and alongside of the Fraser River, I was much relieved to discover that what I had seen was not smoke, but dust, blowing off of the large sandy beach beside the Fraser. It was pretty amazing just how much fine dust was being picked up and blown by the gusts of wind. It created a very thick cloud of the stuff.
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