Saturday, April 9, 2011

Smoke gets in our eyes

Buffalo Wilbur and I were enjoying the fresh air of our regular walk when, choke, gasp, we walked straight into a cloud of acrid smoke close to Shap Long.

The area is home to a handful of rundown houses that we thought were abandoned... but obviously weren't.

We had spotted the burnt patches of rubbish before but this was the first time we actually spotted the fires going, along with the firestarter – a fierce looking man who glared at me taking the photos.

I suspect he wasn't burning his own rubbish but the floatsam and jetsam from the beach but even so, isn't this illegal? Especially when the fire warning was amber and we'd passed at least two banner telling us about the dangers of hill fires.

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