Large   Installation   System   Admins   (LISA)   Meets  The
                 Crest/Pine/San Diego Fire
                           Part 1
                      1 November, 2003
 Patrick ("The truth? You won't BELIEVE the truth") Powell

1.  Introduction

The last week has been a little  bit  hectic,  here  in  San
Diego,  CA.  Basically, about 25% of the County of San Diego
burned down.  2,500 homes lost, 10,000 refugees, but only 16
people  killed.   The pictures you might have seen on TV (if
you saw them), if anything, understated the size  and  scope
of the problems and devastation.

I hope to give you an idea of the extent, size, and location
of the fires, and how they had a direct personal  effect  on
myself,  and  1200  attendees at the LISA conference (25 Oct
2003 - 31 Oct 2003).  I am  putting  down  my  thoughts  and
events  as  I  can  recall  them, and hope that this gives a
flavor         of         the          action.           See
http://www.esri.com/news/pressroom/firemaps.html    for    a
really complete set of maps.

Due to my being dragged away from my computer and forced  to
hike,  walk,  and exercise to act as a photo prop ("Stand on
the top of the mountain and smile, Patrick.   Pull  in  your
tummy,  it  looks  awful!"),  I am personally aquainted with
many of the regions described here.


2.  The Start of It All

On   Saturday,   25   Oct,    2003,    some    idiot^H^H^H^H
hunter^H^H^H^H^H^H   hiker   got   lost  in  the  mountains.
According to reports in the media, he  was  lost,  suffering
from dehydration, and started the fire to attract attention.
The fire was started in a region that was covered with scrub
bush  called chapparel.  The most common bushes in this area
are the creosote (can you say 'insect proofing oil finish?')
and greasewood - I kid you not!.  Said doofus apparently did
not start the fire in the middle of  a  cleared  area,   but
just lit the nearest bushes on fire.

(Note:  the later information was provided by a local member
of the California Department of Forestry,  who was eating my
donuts at the time.  The press has been stunningly silent on
the causes of the fire,  but this fellow was more than eager
to  detail  the shortcomings of said idiot^h^h^h^h gentleman
in terms that were less than complimentary  to  his  father,
mother,  pet  dog,  cat,  and  other family members.  Not to
mention a couple of copy cat fires that were  later  set  by
arsonists. But I digress.)


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Well,   he  was  located about an hour later,  near a 500 sq
meter (550 square yard) blaze,  taken out of the area,   and
a fire crew was sent in.

3.  The Santa-Ana Winds

To  complicate  the situation,  San Diego is located between
the Pacific Ocean on the West and the interior of California
on  the  East. About 100 miles (120 km) East of San Diego is
the Anza-Borrego Desert  and  the  Salton  Sea.   The  Anza-
Borrego  Desert  State  Park Desert Garden regularly reaches
temperatures of 40C (104) in  September  and  October.   The
relative  humidity  is usually less than 10%.  From 18 to 25
October they were having a heat wave as well.

Now for the exciting part.  At this time of the  year,   and
sometimes during the later winter months,  we get a pressure
inversion.  The air pressure  over  the  Anza-Borego  desert
increases  and  the  air  pressure over the ocean decreases.
The normal West to East wind, nicely cooled by the ocean and
laden  with  moisture  (to us here in San Diego 40% relative
humidity is WET, guys) changes to  an  East  to  West  wind.
These winds usually have 2% to 3% (yes, that is two to three
percent) relative humidy,  and are extremely strong -  40kmp
to  80kmp  (25 to 50 mph). Gusts up to 60 mph (100 kmph) are
not uncommon, and there are permanent wind advisory signs on
the local highways.

These  winds are called the Santa Ana winds, and are dreaded
by most people with allergies, as they are not only hot  and
dry,  but loaded with dust and pollen.

By the time the fire crews got to the small blaze, which was
now a very large blaze, they were facing the following:

 (1)   Totally dry brush that had not  been  burned  for  20
       years.

 (2)   Less than 10% humidity.  And dropping.

 (3)   Mountainous terrain with few if any roads.

 (4)   50  kmph  winds to the WEST, blowing directly towards
       San Diego.

 (5)   Major population centers within 5 miles (7 km) in any
       direction.

 (6)   Many of the fire crews had left on Tuesday (four days
       before) to fight  two  other  fires  -  one  on  Camp
       Pendleton,  about  35 miles (50km) north of San Diego
       and another  fire  to  the  north  in  San  Bernadino
       County,  about  90 miles (110 km) north.  These fires


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       were not under control as of Friday, and one big fire
       was heading towards the city of Riverside.

The fire crews that arrived at a location near the fire, but
due to the almost vertical slope and thick brush  could  not
get  their  equipment down to the fire location before dark.
They decided to wait until daylight so that they  could  see
where  they  were  walking (we are talking about walking off
cliffs, guys).  At the point at  which  they  realized  that
they  were  not  going  to  be  able  to reach the fire that
evening, it was too late in the day to send in Water Bombers
and Helicopters to try to douse the flames.  The combination
of mountains, smoke, low sun on the  horizon,  and  lots  of
shadows  makes  it  very dangerous to fly into the fire, get
really close, and drop water.

Besides, to quote one of the fire crews, "Waterbombers would
have been as useful as spitting into a volcano."

That  night  the fire, driven by the Santa Ana winds and fed
by the the huge amount of  available  fuel,  spread  like...
well...   wildfire.   Now  you  know where this saying comes
from.

Early next morning the fire had spread 15 miles (20  km)  to
the  south  and  west.  There were reports that the fire was
spreading even faster.  Fire crews that had started  working
5  miles  ahead  of the fire were pulled out.  Some reported
driving down roads where both sides were on fire, that  they
had travelled up only an hour before.

Needless to say,  after careful consideration of the initial
reports, on Sunday morning, about 9:00  am,  the  California
Department of Forestry pushed the panic button and called in
all markers, favors, etc, and issued  warnings,   evacuation
notices, etc.

Highways  were closed, warnings issued, etc etc etc.  Police
and Sheriff departments drove to the areas  closest  to  the
fire and issued evactuation notices.  I am going to quote an
evacuation notice, as I heard it and as recorded on a  local
radio station:

"The  Crest  fire is out of control and is heading this way.
It may be here  within  a  couple  of  hours.   Prepare  for
immediate  evacuation.   Anybody  with children or breathing
problems should consider leaving  immediately.   Police  and
emergency  services  personel will be on hand to assist with
evacuations.  Evacuation centers are in ...."

This announcement was also broadcast from cop  cars  in  the
middle  of  the  streets  and was followed up by a Sheriff's
Deputy banging at the door.  His warning were  usually  much


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more cogent and succinct:

"That  D**M  Fire is breathing down our necks!  Get the F**K
out!  Its moving like a freight train  and  the  only  thing
between us and it is the G*D D**M 30 foot fire break and the
flames are Freaking 50 feet high.  I just saw it go  through
X****X  street and all of the houses are on fire.  Any kids?
Get them, grab your papers, and leave now,  while  you  can!
Is anybody home next door?"

This   was   matched   by   pictures  on  the  TV  and  calm
announcements on  the  radio  of  the  evacutation  centers,
interspersed with calm announcements such as "Forty homes in
X****X have been destroyed,  but there have  been  only  two
serious injuries and no deaths so far due to the Fire.  They
are attempting to hold the fire at Highway  15  and  Highway
52, but it does not look good."

4.  The Reaction

Did  us  San  Diegans listen?  Well... yes.  We had just had
another fire two years before that burned a couple of  dozen
homes,   and  we  had  got  religion.   However, there was a
slight difference between those fires  and  the  new   ones.
The  fires  two  years  before  were 30 miles outside of the
city.  These fires were (literally) in the suburbs.

This is sort of like having Central Park in  New  York  City
catch on fire.  While it is, theoretically, possible, nobody
believes that it will happen.

The main saving grace on this whole mess was the  fact  that
it  started  on  a weekend.  Most people were at home,  they
had their kids with them,  and  they  were  close  to  food,
clothing, etc.

4.1.  What Was I Doing?

I  am now going to detail what my personal experiences were.
The pictures in the San Diego papers,  Newsweek,  and  other
media have much broader detail and give a better overview of
the situation, most of which I was, as you  will  soon  find
out, less than concerned with.

First,  you might want to go to:
 http://www.carolmendelmaps.com/mapsd/San-Diego-map.html

These  are  not  the best maps of San Diego and the scale is
REALLY distorted, but they have the benefit  of  having  the
names  and  places  of  the  locations  in nice clear (well,
fairly clear) letters.




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On    the    http://www.carolmendelmaps.com/mapsd/San-Diego-
map.html  site  they  have  a  'clickable  map'.   There are
several locations you should note.  First,  El Cajon,  which
is  near  the middle of the map.  My house is just below the
letter C in El Cajon.

Next, Interstate 8 (red line, no name on map) runs from  the
coast  (Mission Beach) north of downtown San Deigo, and East
through El Calno, Alpine, Pine Valley,  and  then  continues
east.

If you look North of El Cajon, you will see the names of the
cities  of  Santee,  Lakeside,  Ramona,  Santa  Ysabel,  and
Julian.  Finally, to the North West of El Cajon you will see
Poway and Rancho Bernardo.  Ummm... well the names are still
there, and most of the cities and structures are there,  but
most of the area is now ash. (When typing  this  up,  I  was
horrified  to  discover just how much of the county has been
burned.  This is a HUGE fire.)

5.  Singing Dum Dum Ditty Ditty Dum Dum Doo

On Saturday, 25 October, the day the fire started, my family
and  I  spent  a thrilling day at the San Diego zoo.  It was
BeeYooTeeFul - your  standard,  normal,  boring,  San  Diego
Perfect  Saturday  Afternoon.  On the way home at about 8:00
PM we turned on the radio,  and listened to the news.

"Camp Pendleton Fire is far  from  over,  with  4,000  acres
burned  and  only  35%  contained.   The  blaze,  apparently
sparked by military drills late Tuesday,  was  being  fought
by   the  combined  fire  crews  of  4  Southern  California
counties.  Efforts to contain the fire have been  frustrated
by the growing Santa Ana winds."

"A small fire has been reported in East County, and is being
called fire crews are being deployed to fight it.  More news
on the hour."

"Ho, hum.  Another Fire," I think I said.  "Bad time of year
for it.  What was it, 167 days without rain, I think it said
in  the  paper."  Monica thought that it was longer,  and we
tried to remember the last time it rained.   Neither  of  us
could  remember  where  Cedar  was.  We changed stations and
listened to another report.

"The Pine Valley fire is spreading rapidly due to the  Santa
Ana winds and has spread east and south..."  Ah!  Crest must
be near Pine Valley.  It never crossed  my  mind  that  they
might  be  3 miles apart, and if I had listened to the whole
broadcast I would have heard the rest of the news.




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On Sunday, October 26 morning, I sprang out of bed  at  6:00
and  started  my normal routine of trying to find the floor,
walls, bathroom, and coffee pot.  Just  to  confuse  things,
we  have  something  called  Daylight  Savings  Time here in
California, and one clock was 5:00 and the other  was  6:00.
I  went  outside  to pick up the paper and looked east.  The
sunrise was PHENOMINAL!   Orange  colors,  purple  colors...
BeeYooTeeFul.   I turned around and looked towards the West,
and saw these really ugly looking black clouds.

"Ah,  rain at last!"  I thought.  I called Monica out,   who
promptly  grabbed  her  camera  and started taking pictures.
She turned around and saw a huge black  cloud  to  the  west
that covered the entire sky from North to South.

"Boy,  are  we  going  to  get  a rain storm.  Look at those
clouds!  I have to get a picture!"   she  said.   "But  they
don't look like storm clouds.  They look really ugly."

6.  More Maps

If you have the map visible, click on the 'MiraMesa' legend.
It should bring up:
http://www.carolmendelmaps.com/mapsd/clicksd/sd2c.html
If it does not, then use the arrows on the sides of the  map
to navigate you get the map visible.

The  Town and Country Conference Center is on Hotel Cirle at
the bottom of the map.  Interstate 8 cuts across the  bottom
of   the  map,  and  The  LISA  (Large  Installation  System
Administration) conference was being held at  the  Town  And
Country Confernence center in San Diego.  The Miramar Marine
Corps base is near  the  top  of  the  map.   Note  that  it
actually straddles Highways 163 and  Interstate 15.

7.  Cue the Creepy Music

I  got  in the car and drove to the local gas station.  Some
people were talking about the fires to the  north,  and  the
smoke  in  the  sky.  I suddenly realized that I could smell
smoke.  I got onto the Interstate 8 and drove  to  the  LISA
Conference.

On  the  way  there I turned the radio on and instead of the
usual KPBS Fund Drive ("Give us money or we will  play  Bach
for  Breakfast")  I  got news reports about a huge disaster.
With a growing sense of horror I listened as they  described
a  Forest  Bloody  Fire at Miramar Air Base?  What was this,
some sort of stupid April Fool In October Trick?  I suddenly
realized that I was not driving through fog, like I thought,
but this was SMOKE.




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"That was one MOTHER of a fire,"  I  thought.   "Well,  they
wanted  to  burn  off part of the Miramar base, and they got
their wish.  Too bad its a bit bigger than they wanted."

I turned off the radio and wondered when they would put  out
the  fire.  I drove the to conference, just a bit concerned.
At the conference most of the folks were not from San Diego,
and  had  no interest in the local problems.  The few locals
there were busy pointing out locations of Tutorials and  how
to  navigate  to the rooms ("Follow the guy in black.  Since
he's giving the tutorial you should be OK.")

At 9:00, when the first Tutorial sessions  started,  I  went
outside,  and  much to my amazement, a white dry powdery ash
was falling from the sky.  There was the  smell  of  burning
creosote  bush in the air.  I went to my car and listened to
the radio for a few minutes.

Apparently the fires (What the hell? Fires?)   were  burning
at  an incredible rate, had jumped fire lines, and there was
a Class 1 Emergency in progress.  Actually, they did not say
that.  They said:

"A  state of emergency has been declared by County officials
and the California Department of Forestry  was  the  Primary
Agency.   The Governor has been requested to declare a state
of emergency."  On hearing this, my blood ran cold,  as this
meant it was a BIGGIE.  Huge.

Suddenly  the  announcer broke in with the bulletin that the
fire had just jumped Highway 52 and the I15.   The  I15  and
Highway  52  had  been  closed,   and they were setting up a
defense line on the Miramar Air  Base  and  Clairemont  Mesa
Boulevards.

If you look at the map, i.e. -
http://www.carolmendelmaps.com/mapsd/clicksd/sd2c.html
You  can  see  I805  aand State52.  Just south of State52 is
Claremont Mesa Boulevard.  Convoy runs  North/South  between
I805  and State163.  If you put a dot smack in the middle of
the area bordered by these streets, you have the The  Astart
Technology offices.

Just  to  the  north, you will note that we have the Miramar
Air Station.

Just to the east of this,  you have  a  bloody  hugh  forest
fire  burning  across  a 10 lane superhighway and a 300 foot
wide 4 lane highway.

Suddenly Dan Klien, the  Tutorial  Chairman  and  Chief  Cat
Herder  (Did you every try to organize tutorial speakers and
attendees?) came out, full of enthusiasm and  armed  with  a


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camera.

"Look!   There is so much smoke in the air that you can look
at the sun!  You can even see the Sun Spots!  I  just  gotta
take some pictures."  I looked up and saw black worms on the
face of the sun.  I thought they were due to the  dust,  but
apparently  Dan was right.  His pictures were later shown at
the conference, and  they  looked  MAGNIFICENT.   I  started
thinking about Pompei and wondering if the Sooth Sayers were
muttering about Omens just before the ash started to fall.

I went inside the conference building, hacking and  wheezing
from the smoke and proceeded to consider the situation.

 (1)   Our   business  offices  were  only  one  block  from
       Clairmont Mesa Boulevard,   500  meters  (550  yards)
       south of Miramar base.

 (2)   Said  base was on fire, and it was spreading west and
       south.

 (3)   Where was the business insurance?  At the office,  of
       course.

 (4)   Where  were  all  our  latest  dumps.  Well,  I had a
       month old set at home,  but  the  rest  were  at  the
       office.

 (5)   What the hell am I doing sitting here?

At  10:00  I  drove  up a strangely deserted I805 (turns out
that they were closing it.  How was I to know?).  I  got  to
I805  and  Clairmont  Mesa  and went East on Clairmont Mesa.
All of the offices, including gas stations,  super  markets,
etc.  etc.  were  closed,   but  this  is  normal for Sunday
morning.  However, Denny's was closed as well.  So much  for
their 'Always Open - 24 Hours'.  Right.  What the heck was I
doing here if even Denny's was closed?

I turned into the side street leading to  our  office  drove
into  our parking lot, and ran up the stairs. Yeah, two at a
time.  Amazing what anxiety will do.

I hit the Big Red Switch,  shut down  the  servers,  grabbed
the last set of dump tapes, put all of the financial records
into a box,  pulled out the hard drives, and was  trying  to
jimmy the lock on Vivian's desk to get the petty cash when I
heard a siren outside.

There was a cop in the parking lot,  who asked  me  and  one
other  idiot  who  was  also in the office complex to please
lock up and leave.  Now.  They would be watching  the  area.
He  was  not  especially  polite and seemed to agree with my


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assesment that we were idiots for being here  in  the  first
place.  They were also planning to evacuate the trailer park
that was just down the street.

About 3 minutes and  4 boxes later I was back  on  Clairmont
Mesa Boulevard, heading West to the I805.

Ummm....  Except  that there were two cop cars in the middle
of the road and the brush under the I805 and Clarimont  Mesa
overpass was on fire.

Worried?   Hell,   I  was  merely anxious before.  NOW I was
worried.

One of the cops came over and said that it was "Just a minor
fire, we'll have it out in a minute and let you go, but only
the SouthBound lanes are open." About 10  minutes  later  we
were  let  onto the highway, passing through burning bush on
either side of us.

Making this up?  Hell, I just WISH I was making this up.

I drove likity-split down to the Conference Center.  Why  go
back  to  the  LISA  conference?   If I went home I would be
running in  little  circles.   So  I  sat  in  the  tutorial
sessions  and  tried  to distract myself.  Also,  If I could
not  get  home,    then   there   were   plenty   of   hotel
accomodations,   I  had  an  internet link,  and there was a
7-24 bar.

Actually,  I got distracted pretty good  at  the  tutorials.
Very good tutorials on Perl Performance, and Perl Debugging.
Can't remember  a  bit  of  them  now,  but  they  at  least
distracted me.

At 5:00 PM I called my wife,  who was just getting home from
some meeting or social activity.  She was fairly blase about
the  whole  thing  -  you are talking about somebody who has
raised 3 teenagers and numbers various eccentrics among  her
friends.   The type of teenagers and eccentrics that raise 4
inch tarantualas for pets or use  their  garages  for  labs.
Compared  to  these  examples,  I am sane, conservative, and
stuffy.

At about 5:30 it was dark and I got into the car and started
driving home, listening to the bulletins on the fire.  Poway
was toast.  Right. Scripts Ranch was ash. Right.  Alpine was
... Hold on there - Alpine is to directly to the EAST of our
house.  I focused onto the news, but they were talking about
the  evacuation centers.  When they mentioned Cuyamacca High
School,  I got another chill.  This was only 1 mile from our
house.   Oh.   That  is  the EVACTUATION center, you turkey.
It's safe.


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I relaxed and then stopped to buy a pacifier (1.75 Liters of
80%  Proof Pacifier).  As I was coming over the last hill to
our house I saw the most astounding  and  terrifying  sight.
To the north of where I was you could see the orange glow of
the fires near the Miramar Air base.  Directly to  the  East
you could see the fires that had spread south, hopped the I8
(I missed that on the news), and was  heading  EAST  for  El
Cajon.  And finally,  there was a fire to the south that you
could see by the reflection of the flames against the  cloud
cover.   Apparently  this  fire  had been set by aronists so
that the folks in South San Diego could join in the fun.

SheeeeIIIT!  I drove into the garage,   got out of  the  car
and scampered into the house.

"Get in the car!  You have to see this!  It's incredible!" I
yelled at everybody.  Monica pried herself reluctantly  away
from the TeleNovella she was watching.

"Been there, seen it," said my youngest child, quietly in my
ear.  "They cancelled classes tommorow."

Monica got in  the  car,  grumbling  about  missing  her  TV
program.   "Just what is so important you have show me now?"
she muttered.

We drove to the top of the hill to the west of us.  From the
top  we could see the flames of the three major fires in the
area.  The fires were, in  my  fevered  imagination,  bigger
than they were before.

"Patrick!   Its horrible.  Stop the car!  I need to get some
pictures.  Do you think we can drive to Mount Helix and  get
a  better  view?"  Monica's reaction was typical of a camera
fiend armed with an SLR and a tripod.

"No, we are not going there.  The park is closed  at  night,
and  I  do  not  want  to climb a 10 foot barbed wire topped
chain link fence just to get a better shot."  Monica  sulked
all the way home.

8.  Continued on the Next Rock

Coming soon:
Evacuation of the Powell Residence
Save the Budgie!
The Wind Changes
Breath of Fresh Air - Hackity Hack
Cuyamaca and Julian - Apple Pies Flambe






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