A perfect response to my last post, Magenta Sunset.
This sunrise was nine days later and about sixty miles as the crow flies, although driving time is a few hours.
This was the view from my tent. I didn’t even need to lift my head to see it, instead I would roll on my side and unzip the screening for a clear view. It was a view that I could quickly get used to.
Too bad I didn’t have the chance.
I spent nine days with a work crew on the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT). The crew consisted of volunteers with the PCTA, as well as young AmeriCorps volunteers working through the American Conservation Experience (ACE). We were responsible with rehabilitating a stretch of the PCT north of Carter Meadows Summit, which sits on the boundary between the Klamath National Forest to the north and the Trinity Alps Wilderness to the south. That was the plan.
But plans change.
On the afternoon of our first day of work, thunderstorms popped up. Quickly we got wet, but then the hail started and a very close lightning strike (within 1/4 mile) really got the crew on edge. But not as much as the smell of smoke just a few minutes later. Within 30 minutes we were hiking off the trail, stepping aside to let the first ground firefighting crew get by. We spent the rest of the afternoon back at camp watching the activity as smoke jumpers dropped into the very steep terrain, then watched water drops continue until dark.
Little did we know at the time, but we were at the epicenter of the beginning of the 2014 northern California fire season. Within days, over 20,000 acres in the surrounding forests were on fire.
This view was the next morning, as the fire smoldered to our northwest. The little bit of smoke in the air really enhanced the dawn.
I was lucky enough to get one more morning of this view at dawn, but then we were asked to vacate our camp to make room for a forward firefighting camp. After that we were safely down in the valley, but missing the sunrises and sunsets. And instead of working on the PCT, we spent the rest of our time working on local trails heading up into the Trinity Alps Wilderness. That turned out to be a good thing, as those trails were very neglected and sorely needed the attention.