In the month of July there were 21 days when our temperature reached over 90º. The grasses in the valley and the lower slopes of the mountains are tinder-dry and the fire index is “very high”. Early this afternoon I noticed a helicopter heading west-northwest trailing the all-too-familiar water bucket, and not long after, a 4 engine aircraft flew the same path: it had a red tail.. a slurry bomber. Late in the afternoon I spotted the fire burning in steep, rocky terrain high on Koo Koo Sint ridge about 6 miles downriver from here. I’m glad I won’t be on that one!
Tonight this scene, while somewhat intriguing, is not a welcome one.
While I was out attempting to get a picture of this storm to our east I saw well over a hundred lightning strikes. Most looked to be just over the high ridge which is the Reservation border. The fire crews of the Flathead Indian Nation will be busy tomorrow. (When this storm started to throw lightning bolts and broadcast the ensuing thunder, a gobble reply to each one came from a flock of wild turkeys just across the river.)