Slowly and slowly he slid...
Slowly and slowly he slid...
As his feet reached over the edge, he suddenly began to gain alot of speed...
He woke and began to flail as his rear end cleared the brush guard, but he was unstoppable at this point...
I lost sight of him as he went out. His fall was interrupted by a solid thump on the logging road which we were parked on...
My laughter echoed through the night, quickly followed by his profanity and cursing of my name...
Well I've killed enough time. Need to get some lunch myself. Later peeps.
Sorry, Decrease in speed.
As per your joke, an oldie but a goodie. Two different parts of the same world for sure. What sucks is that the state puts a huge emphasis on structural protection. So much so its hard to get funding for wildland. Typically we have to go to other sources (Fed, Excise tax, Bake sale) What they fail to understand down at the capitol is that in rural areas, wildland is the primary threat to structure. If we stop it in the woods or grasslands, then the houses don't burn down. Makes sense here right? But try and get money for a Type 6 and you're SOL. Sure we can get a new tender or class A, but we already are well outfitted with engines. The problem is that most of the guys and girls down at the State Firemarshals Office are big city/ structure FF's. They don't quite understand the wildland world, except for what they remember from that terrible Howie Long movie. So typically we are now ordering Type 6's, calling them Urban Interface units and slipping them by the state. It works for the engines, but its still a challenge to get approval to purchase other gear (uniforms, tools etc) Luckily those things are cheaper to purchase than structure stuff, so we are able to swing it with other funding sources. So there it is... Rant over.