As some of you may know, it’s wildfire season. Where I am in B.C. not only is this the time of year for wildfires, but we have also had a record low for rainfall since July. And a record high for temperature. These are not good things to mix. There are somewhere around 160 wildfires burning in B.C. and one of them started 7km (4.3miles) from my home (which we’ve only enjoyed since June, having been homeless before that).
Not only is this fire 7km from my home but it is also on a lake. A very big lake. I watched this fire grow from 28 to 400 hectares in just 7 days. Right. Beside. A lake. Imagine how much worse it would be if the bombers weren’t able to refill within 3 minutes of dumping! And yet it just keeps growing.
Yesterday me, Hubby, Doll, and Poni went to town for the farmer’s market. We killed a little extra time in town and returned home to find an area restriction sign at the bottom of our driveway. I read the particulars and concluded we were allowed to stay, just basically on evacuation alert. Within 5 minutes the RCMP were pulling up to the house and issuing us an evacuation order.
I was not particularly prepared. Sure, I had our important documents in an easy-to-grab place but I had thought I would have plenty of time to pack a few things once we were on alert.
Let me tell you, 5 minutes was not enough time.
In case you’re curious, here’s what I packed:
- clothes for me (about 4 full changes)
- clothes for Doll (about 7 outfits)
- clothes for Poni (about 8 outfits)
- toiletries (toothbrushes, toothpaste, deodorant, hairbrush, lip balm, razor, soap, nail slippers, shampoo, and conditioner)
- my essential oils, transferred into a much smaller box
- my oil diffuser (because it’s part of Doll’s bedtime routine)
- ALL the cloth diapers
- disposable wipes
- Doll’s disposable diapers
- A small bag of toys for Doll and Poni
- pack n’ play
- ergobaby carrier
- diaper bag (and whatever was already in it)
- purse (and whatever was already in it)
- Doll’s first stuffy
- Poni’s first stuffy
- Whooshy Bear
- Doll’s blanket (sentimental value)
- picture frame containing multiple pictures
- tablet and chargers
- a cooler of food (most of that realestate being claimed by 2 gallons of milk)
- a big bowl, little bowl, baby spoon, 2 adult spoons, crackers, peanut butter, butter knife, homemade doughnuts, a glass of chocolate milk (for the drive and so I would have a cup), homemade chocolate sauce, thermos of lemonade, Rice Krispies
- important files
- my sewing box
- journals I keep for Doll and Poni
- my blogging book
I also packed my Diva cup. Not because I need it but because I didn’t want to have to buy another if the fire gets our home. Don’t look at me like that! It doesn’t take much room, ok?
Hubby stayed behind to pack up some of the more expensive things that we can’t replace if they are lost but are not worth our lives. That includes the dog.
He’s ready to go but is waiting for now to see if the fire is truly threatening. He and our landlord have high hopes that the prevailing wind across the ranch will turn the fire back on itself at a certain point.
As I left with the girls I could see the flames, lots of smoke, and a helicopter. There are also many brave firefighters and 5 airplanes battling the blaze.
Once in town I registered at emergency services so they have on record that I left the evacuation zone and they provided me with a voucher for 7 days at the hotel with 3 free meals/day at Denny’s.
So we’re living in a hotel. Again.
Know what’s funny though? I was supposed to receive an order of day-old chicks on August 31st. The hatchery called me the day of the hatch because it didn’t go as planned and they weren’t able to send any chicks out for me. Boy was I disappointed at the time! But it’s pretty obvious now that God intervened on that one “No, no. Hold off on the chicks for a moment.” Good thing.