As of 5 hours ago I am no longer on call or available for fire dispatch or emergency response this year. I think I've worked about 70 of the last 85 days, maybe more. I was thinking earlier how I have slept outside at least 90 of the past 120 days, many times right next to an active fire. What an experience. Sometimes overwhelming. Sometimes desperate. Relentlessly exhausting. Always dangerous. Somehow I am a bit stronger through it all.
Also, I've been taking tests and evaluations for my chainsaw operating certifications. I passed the evals with high marks and am now a qualified and certified B Sawyer, which is a pretty high level in the chainsaw world.
I've managed to save about $10,000 for my year long trip I am about to embark on. One week from now and I will be about to head back to Boulder. Four weeks from now and I will already be traveling. First San Fransisco, then a roadtrip on the East Coast for 10 days over Xmas (My girlfriend and I will be driving back and forth between DC and up state New York), the Fiji, New Zealand, Thailand, Nepal, India, Australia, and back to New Zealand for 6 more months. It is hard for me to even comprehend what I am about to do. I'm not sure I can think of an emotion to describe how I feel.