Write four lines of prose which have something to do with: wildfires.
So... yeah. Wildfires around Rock Creek have destroyed the campground we went to with Max, forced evacuations, and closed the only highway heading east from Osoyoos.
Wildfires between here and Keremeos have closed the only highway heading west from Osoyoos.
Wildfires to the north and south of Oliver... have not yet closed the only highway heading north from Osoyoos.
Oh yeah, there's also a wildfire raging just across the border to the south.
Feeling a little trapped at the moment. And wondering if I just spent a day preparing for a farmers market that I won't be able to get to. I guess we'll see what's going on with the Oliver fires in the morning.
Maybe if this wind dies down and the lightning stops, oh, I dunno, striking all over the place, I'll stand a chance of getting there.
Fun alternative option: the highway is open in the morning but is closed after I get through and I'm trapped in Penticton until they open something up again.
There are so many resources being set against the eager flames. Men, women, trucks, helicopters, water bombers. The mind boggles at the expense of it all.
And all this because he forgot to put out a tiny little innocent campfire... woopsies!