Three hundred feet above the National Forest fire station on Angeles Crest Highway the layer of smoke from the wildfire covering the entire San Gabriel Valley is beginning to thin out. But even here it’s still smokey. (Photo – Reg Green)
Waking up early this morning to start my usual hike in the Angeles National Forest, I looked at my watch: 5:30. I looked through the bedroom window. It was pitch black. There must be a mistake.
By Reg Green
By now it should be getting light. But, no: I looked at the clock: 5.30. Maybe the
days are getting shorter more rapidly than I thought. After all, we are halfway from the longest day to the equinox.
I got ready quickly and stepped outside: the entire neighborhood was enveloped in a thick cloud. Then I remembered: the wildfire. What power! I can’t recall anything so thick even at the time of the devastating Station fire eleven years ago. I drove to the forest fire station a mile and a half up Angeles Crest Highway to start the hike and as usual mist trapped in the San Gabriel valley quickly thinned. Even so, when I reached the 3,000 ft. level the air was hazier than I’ve ever known it to be.
No relief in sight (Photo – Reg Green)
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