Article by Mick Souder
Wildfires – July 2002 – Colorado Central Magazine
By 10 a.m. yesterday morning, I heard two chain-saws doing whatever it is they do when the neighborhood is a ponderosa forest during a drought on the edge of the San Juan Mountains and the Colorado Plateau. By 10:05 I only heard one chain-saw: mine. I was creating a brushless space around the log house we live in. I imagine that’s what the neighbors I couldn’t see (nor hear at that point) were doing as well.