We had a small group on Christmas Eve, which, I'm certain, had more to do with family commitments than with the high winds and sub-zero wind chills of that frosty morn. Despite numb digits, three hardy souls managed a single brush pile fire and survived to tell the tale.
The picture of that fire, seen below, was provided by volunteer, and cyclist, George, who is not deterred from climbing onto his two-wheeler by mere weather. Tip of the cap to him, and to Kevin and Joe, for their efforts!
Paddock Woods Wednesday December 28
Moderate temps and a south wind blowing smoke over the canal rather than onto Route 83 suggest we somehow regained the favor of the weather deities. It also brought a large group of volunteers to continue our project, clearing red cedar from a prairie patch that managed to establish itself atop a spoil pile from the Cal-Sag channel.
Joy brought her niece, nephew, and coworker to help. Thanks to all for joining us!
Vagaries of Local Weather
The days immediately preceding Christmas were brutal, with high winds and bitter cold. Then came Monday, still quite cold, when we had to cancel our restoration day at Swallow Cliff due to... wait for it...insufficient wind.
By the terms of our burn permit with EPA, we need a minimum five mph wind to burn brush piles, to move the smoke out and keep local skies clear. And without fire we chose to wait a week and try again.