Fire Below – Yosemite
Approaching Yosemite, something doesn’t look right about the morning mist…we expect to see it clinging to the sharp edges of the narrow valleys and spilling over the lower summits…but something is wrong…the clouds, in an otherwise cloudless sky, lay out in a thick blanket over the lower elevations where we should only see ground fog. There is a purple jaundiced-brown moire in the texture of the cloud deck, like the tarry residue on a smoker’s hands.
So, we look for the edge of the cloud and find its genesis, a raging wildfire from multiple columnar points along the western boundary of Yosemite National Park.
This horrid smokey layer clovers hundreds of miles, blotting out the sun in the forest and obscuring the dramatic landscape from above… Campers and hikers beware…Firefighters, be careful out there as you do the yeoman’s work; your work is noble and we are counting on you.