Entering frame left is smoke from the Leef Fire, started by lightning from the storms that moved north and are visible in the distance.
We were much too close to the lightning strike that started that fire.
But once we got back to camp, we had a front row view of the attack, with ground crews moving in, smoke jumpers dropping in, and myriad aircraft monitoring and dropping water and retardant.
It was a bit fun.
In the following days, thousands of acres of forest would go up in flames as thunderstorms continued. Almost two weeks later, many of those fires are still burning.
And for those that know the area, if you look real close at the horizon just right of frame center, you’ll see the faint outline of Mount McLoughlin. Before the rain and smoke, Pilot Rock was also visible. So I’d joke that I could see home from where we were working.