I was flame weeding next to a garden bed adjacent to my house and accidentally caught some dried thyme that was growing all around the perimeter. Easily a 20 foot ring. It went from 0 to 60 in seconds. Like if you’ve ever lit a dry Christmas tree it was like that. I ran and got the hose which was luckily only 30 feet away, but not hooked up, so I had to hook it up and turn it on which when you are flooded with stress hormones is really fucking hard.
I and was able to put it out but it was really fucking scary. My hands are still shaking 10 mins later from the adrenaline.
I am proud of myself for staying calm and focused and doing what had to be done in the moment but uh… Holy shit comrades
My dad used to do prairie fires. The local Fire Department knew him by first name and eventually had to wean him out of it.
But howdy, as a kid it was fun running out with jugs of water when it got out of control because my dad was too cheap for a hose.