CKFD and Sun 3 |
The guys rockin' out at the decades party |
Crown King, you got me. You make me love doing the work I do. I saw the real meaning behind what I was doing and learned the true value of fire mitigation. The small town breathes everyday because it rests on the shoulders of an amazing fire department, which I’m proud to be a part of. Everything I learned and experienced is irreplaceable. The relationships I’ve made are invaluable. Can’t wait to experience the summer in Crown King. Can’t wait to get back!
The ladies representing 20's, 90's, and 60's |
Working on Engine 2 |
Chris O’Reilly, Squad Alpha
This tiny town of only a few more than 100 people during the winter quickly stole a piece of my heart. The locals welcomed us with open arms and nothing but compliments and thanks for all of our work to help keep their town safe. It was an amazing feeling to be so appreciated and recognized for our efforts. I have to say that Crown King has certainly given back to us more than I ever could have asked for. The Crown King Fire Department spent so much of their precious time training our team and giving us incredible life skills that we will absolutely be able to use in the future. They are a small but mighty Fire Department that I am proud to say I have been a part of. I have had such a blast working with all of them, and look forward to going back in May for another round. Over the next 2 months I will be in Boulder, Colorado working mostly on fire restoration. I am looking forward to having different experiences with a new team, and super excited about our location, but again, I will be happy to return to Crown King in a few months.
Squad Aplha! |
At times, I found myself struggling through this round. I started with Fire 2 in Colorado Springs for Wildland Fire Fighter training. From there I headed out to Tulsa, OK to join my team (Sun 7). After only two short weeks, I received the call to join the Fire Management Team up in Crown King, AZ. I found myself torn between comfort and the opportunity to do what I have come to love.
While I enjoyed the project (burning fuels, maintaining Engine 2, working along side the members of the Fire Dept. and experiencing the community of Crown King), it was difficult for me to come into a team that was already established, has its own personalities and ties that have been created over the first round of projects.
As I now prepare to depart to work with the Missouri Department of Conservation with Sun 6 (for shuffle round) I hope that by stepping back from this experience, I will be able to see more of the picture. Though I will be doing prescribed burns on the prairies and grasslands, I know that this experience will allow me to grow stronger as an individual, leader and as a Wildland Fire Fighter.
If there is a good piece of advice before going to Crown King, AZ, have no generalizations. This town is one of a kind in so many ways. The people of this town (population of 110) are so hospitable, fun, unique, and appreciative of our work for the Fire Department. Personally, I feel like a rock star walking through town and having the locals come up and thank our team for the hard work we put in. It feels great to have such a strong impact on this tight knit, deserving community.
Our trainings and work on the job site was always enjoyable. It’s mind-boggling to think that within two months our team became first responder certified, received our Red Cards for wildland firefighting, and cleared 8.97 acres of potential wildfire fuel. A busy two months for sure but our team feels like we have accomplished a lot and grown professionally. I enjoy the work, so much so I have strongly considered pursuing wildland firefighting in the future.
Outside of work, despite living in a town of 110 people, I never found myself bored. Some off-hours activities included hiking and traveling to surrounding towns such as Sedona, Phoenix, and Prescott, all of which are very pretty. Also, I found myself nose deep in a book most nights after work. Due to our lack of TV I got into reading, which I enjoyed very much and I’m glad I had that opportunity this round.
Heading back to Crown King in mid-May will be an awesome feeling. Word has it Crown King becomes a hoppin’ place in the summer with tons of ATVers and dirt bikers coming in and out of the town week by week. Additionally, it will be great to reunite with our sponsor and friends within the community. The best part for when we head back this summer? Not knowing what Crown King has in store.
Nick Connolly, Squad Bravo
When I heard that Sun 3 was going to Crown King, AZ, town of 110 in the middle of nowhere, I cried, literally cried. I had no desire to be that far away from my home of Denver, or civilization for that matter. But as time has a habit of doing, the eight-week spike flew by and I find myself missing the diamond in the rough town of Crown King. Ironic isn’t it? I think so.
Stef and Lyns at the Black Canyon |
JPR's with Rachel |
Stefanie Bednar, Squad Bravo
Drills during the general recruit class |
For my shuffle round I will be heading to Boulder, Colorado where I will be working on a fire mitigation project to alleviate the effects of the Fourmile Canyon Wildfire from last summer, along with other projects. I am looking forward to making definite progress in the restoration of public and protected land from this fire. Also with Boulder being a haven for outdoor enthusiasts I am hoping to have the opportunity to explore what this area has to offer.
CK ladies dressed up for the song title party |
The whole gang at Black Canyon |
Lyndsay Whitehurst, Squad Charlie
Post 4x4 challenge |
The name-brand stores I had come to depend on for my consumer needs had gone the way of the dodo. My entire life, I could always be comforted by the soft yellow glow of golden double arches when I looked up in the sky. No longer.
But my sense of incompatibility with my surroundings gradually wore off. I became comfortable enough in this foreign environment to see what the town had to offer. And I I came to discover the beauty of nature and the landscape, the peace and serenity of sunset in the mountains, and the rich history of a true-life, gold-rush western town.
The ecology of the Crown King area is rich and diverse in part because there are three distinct biomes present as you travel further up the mountain into town, gaining in altitude: a desert environment, barren of trees but full of cactus, burrowing reptiles, and low brush; a semi-arid area, with large, often prickly bush densely packed with occasional areas of high grass; shifting into an alpine biome populated almost solely by ponderosa pine forest at the highest altitudes. It is quite a thrill to hike from an area with heavy snowfall, dense woods, and chilly temperatures down into an area with 70 degree temperatures and cacti and back again in only a few short hours! It is also interesting to note that, in a region entirely devoid of leafy hardwoods, streams harbor dedacious trees along their banks (the so called riparian zone). In the wintertime one can trace the path of a river by following the line of shocking white against a backdrop of green in a valley.
I was surprised to hear that during the summer months, the town’ population increases fivefold. The local economy is almost solely driven by tourist dollars. In the summer, Crown King is cool oasis of pristine wilderness for nearby Phoenicians (residents of Phoenix), where temperatures average more than 15 degrees hotter than Crown King. But tourists do not seek crown king exclusively for a climatic getaway.
The area features some of the West’s most thrilling and challenging off-road trails. Off roading culture permeates Crown King , and for good reason: the drive up to town is a challenge in itself.
The winding switchbacks up the mountain, often bordered by sheer cliffs with 200 foot drops, almost necessitate a vehicle with four wheel drive, and a high ground clearance to negotiate a rutted, washboard road. A sharp blind turn bordering a sheer cliff- face ¼ way down the mountain has earned it the nickname “dead man’s curve” by the locals for its history of swallowing up unwary drivers. Indeed, at the bottom of cliff lies a pile of five mangled and rusting vehicles, even the shattered remnants of a camper. On Main Street, one can observe an endless variety of 4x4 vehicles of all shapes and sizes. Convoys of dune buggies, trophy trucks, trucks outfitted with monster tires, rollbars and lift kits, and mud-covered jeeps bejeweled in exterior lighting hit the trails each weekend. Dirt bikes and atvs line the street outside of the saloon in a place where horses once stood, waiting patiently for their masters.
Bobby Kole, Squad Delta