This evening Somerset West is eerie, the air is so thick with smoke you can taste it. Unrelenting wind blows ash and grit into your eyes. Tonight is our last night before heading home, right now I would prefer to be anywhere other than here. I spent the day with my eldest son Heath, we played Putt Putt in Strand and went to Trigger Fish Brewery for lunch (and beer).
Driving back to Vergelegen Ave around 3pm we noticed smoke. Heath being somewhat like me first said “I hope I didn’t leave anything switched on at home”. The wind has died down a little now (23h48) but almost all day it has been crazy, the worst possible conditions for a fire.
We stayed at Al’s house in Vergelegen Ave for a while but I wanted to see where the fire was. I am a bit of a fire chaser but I’m also afraid of fire. I will never forget 3 childhood nightmares, one was that our home was surrounded by fire and our nanny was trying to carry my brother and myself over burning ground and a railway line to escape. Fire is beautiful, powerful, fascinating and scary dangerous. First under 1 km from where we are staying the fire was evident at Radloff Park, we parked at the Shell garage on Lourensford road and walked a little way past where police had blocked the road, then turned around. Next we decided that we should check on Heath’s home in Boskloof Road, a fire burning very close to where he lives was being fought by 2 helicopters dumping water from Boskloof dam. That was rather fun to watch at such close proximity, they do pretty amazing work. When we returned to the area around 10 pm the fire was no longer in evidence. Water still ran down the road as sprinklers are turned on as a precaution.
Driving Heath home around 23h00 was eerie, clusters of people stood capturing the surreal landscape. Blue and red lights from emergency vehicles lit the haze. We passed the NG church where local residents are dropping off food and drinks for those working through the night to keep us safe. There is a sense of calm but the air is electric. A string of cars pulling horseboxes came from the direction of Lourensford estate, they must have evacuated the horses as a precaution. Lourensford estate is so close that I have walked there from where we are staying, a few times in the past.
I guess it will be safe for me to sleep now. We have a long drive tomorrow, a lot of packing to do in the morning. I hope that the fires are under control in the morning.
These fires are devastating and the South Easter just complicates matters. Hope you manage to get some sleep and travel safe tomorrow.
Firstly I have to say your photos are beautiful which under the circumstances seems distasteful and disrespectful for what people are going through, however I have the same thoughts as you about fire. It is so beautiful and fascinating to see and watch. Fire and the Ocean for me are beautiful, scary, fascinating and dangerous.
The similarities in our thoughts are uncanny. The minute I see or smell smoke in the distance, I think I have left something on at work/home and my house/work is burning. One of my greatest fears.
I saw on Twitter last night that they had evacuated the horses at Lourensford Estate. The saddest part of these fires are the animals caught up in them, both domesticated and wild.
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I can well imagine how unpleasant it must have been in Somerset. We live about 15 minutes drive from there and the smoke and ash reached is too. I hope the people are ok over there. And that you are safely tucked away in your own home now.
Hope you have a great 2017.
Thanks Celeste, next time we in CT would love to meet you