This week we've been blanketed in smoke from several of the forest fires blazing in British Columbia. We've been lucky here in Powell River. No man or nature made forest fires, but with our tinder dry conditions we have to be extremely careful.
|Goat Island gets hazy by noon on July 5.|
On Saturday night, Wayne and I went out in the boat after sunset to see if there was any aurora activity in the northern sky. All we could see was a dark band on the horizon that we though were clouds.
|Goat Island disappeared by 3:00 p.m.|
We awoke on Sunday to a blood red sun and hazy smoke starting to obscure the sky. It got progressively worse until we could no longer see Goat Island a little under a kilometre away. It was hard to breathe and there was falling ash.
Sunday was the worst, and flights into and out of the Powell River Airport had to be cancelled. Monday was a little better, and each day has improved as they've gotten the fires under control.
But it still reminds me of the worst smog days when I was growing up in Los Angeles. Not a fond memory. -- Margy