This is from Montana, we watched this fire start at about 730 in the evening from a powerline knocked down by a windstorm, this picture was taken at about 8 pm. We ended up catching it at about 530 the next morning, at 9,500 acres. I had a pretty good trip, I got stuck working on night shift for 7 or 8 shifts, but night shift can be kind of fun. As long as you get food and good sleep during the day, neither of which was readily available at times. As a joke I'd told the guy I was working for that I needed 4 things from the management team: Maps, Communication, Resources (like hand crews and fire engines), and some fire to fight, the team was good about getting me 2 out of the four pretty consistently, usually resources and fire. After a few shifts on night shift and discovering that they were out of food for breakfast or they hadn't started cooking dinner yet and wouldn't until we were already supposed to be on the line, and spending way too much time either trying to find us a place to sleep or chasing shade around a campground, I asked if we could negotiate to get food and sleep added to my list of things I needed. Overall it was a great time, I ran into a couple of park rangers who knew Michael, one was from the Grand Canyon and one was from Utah. That's about it, I've had the last 3 days off, but I go back to work tomorrow. Today the kids and I are going for a bike ride while Faith's at work, then I'm going to go fishing when she gets home. Oh, I bought the kids new bikes on Friday, they were getting to big for their old ones, and about 15 minutes after getting home, Dylan ran into a parked car, hard enough to make his bike slide most of the way underneath it. That's what I hear anyway, I was in the garage looking for something, one of the guys living in the bunkhouse heard it happen and helped Dylan get his bike out then pushed it back up to the house for him. Hope everybody's doing well, see ya later.