Static in the air

Day turned from red sky’s at morn to smoke and roaring evacuations. This day I was going out the door early to bear the weight of my pack, training for my upcoming hike but it was too smoky. I had a sharp rebuke from a friend questioning why I was doing this. At this point the hike is becoming tenuous. The weather will follow me. It’s fire season. But leaving family and friends behind when they’re suffering seems selfish.