This place is just full of surprises. Jim, one of the boat captains, and I were coming back from town the other day when a lady flagged us down on the dirt road. She was frantic and said something about throwing water on a fire. We jumped out of the truck and she led us to her home. We could here the roar and crackle of a fire as we approached.
Jimmy and I climbed through a hole in a barbed wire fence and went toward the fire. Sugar cane was burning and it burns really loud. It pops and hisses and it was a bit scary. The fire was probably 30 yards from the house and the lady asked us to throw water on it. She had a 55 gallon drum of rain water and a few buckets so Jimmy and I grabbed a bucket and started running back and forth. It was crazy. Throwing tiny buckets of water on flames 15 feet high seemed futile. Jimmy had no shoes and I had flip flops and we were in the jungle fighting a fire with buckets. We managed to calm the fire nearest the house and it seemed to be headed the other way. I offered to call someone but the lady said she's be dead before anyone help would arrive. We used all the water and that was all we could do. The fire was still burning but there was nothing else we could do. We left.
Later in the day I passed the place again and the fire was out and the house was safe. We didn't really do much but maybe we did save the ladies home. It was strange indeed and something I don't care to repeat.
It has been very dry and we really need some rain.
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