Scariest thing I did involving fire (not even fireworks, just fire) was to set a very large dead tree on fire at the height of summer. The damn thing burned for a week, and even though it was fairly wet and green out when I set the fire, in a few days the fire danger was much higher and increased as the summer heat dried out everything.
Fortunately, nothing bad happened, but the last several days of the fire were very nerve racking.
The fire, although I started it near the ground, raced up the dead wood and essentially burned the tree from the top down. There was a steady drizzle of burning embers, twigs and branches falling from it until nearly the last day when it was just the trunk and roots burning.
A bit of good luck, despite it being near the house, it was far enough up the valley there wasn't much wind impinging upon it, so it wasn't blasting fiery bits all over the county.
When it was all done I had gotten rid of 95% of the tree, I just wish I had waited till winter to do it.
Fortunately, nothing bad happened, but the last several days of the fire were very nerve racking.
The fire, although I started it near the ground, raced up the dead wood and essentially burned the tree from the top down. There was a steady drizzle of burning embers, twigs and branches falling from it until nearly the last day when it was just the trunk and roots burning.
A bit of good luck, despite it being near the house, it was far enough up the valley there wasn't much wind impinging upon it, so it wasn't blasting fiery bits all over the county.
When it was all done I had gotten rid of 95% of the tree, I just wish I had waited till winter to do it.
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