Our last nasty one, coined 'The Malibu Fire' started just off the 101 Freeway a little south of me. I helped evacuate horses. By afternon I was cut off from returning home and helping Shirley McClain merge into the stream of cars heading south on the Pacific Coast Highway. I was holding two horses in the surf, embers falling into the ocean from the nightsky while lifeguard towers literally exploded. Fire is more than fast. That was just fire ecology hard and coastal chapparell. <img src="/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />