Afterglow 2002 - The Biggest, Baddest Bonfire I Ever Done Seen

Then a little flickering fire...

 

Pete, honorary Fire Marshall for the evening, chases away a beaver from making it's home in the pile of sticks, saving said beaver's life and allowing the beaver to one day dam up his lake. Or - No Pete No! Don't go in there!?! What are you thinking!?!

Dale (below) waiting patiently for Pete to get the party started so he can make some mad smores. I'm not kidding. Dale makes the best smores in the world, must be that little kid inside of him begging to come out and cook marshmallow goodness.

And there it is! With a triumphant "holla" pose, I praise the fire gods to raise on up and destroy the sticks and branches piled before them as a grand sacrifice.

A small fire, a insane amount of smoke, looks like the inevitable is about to happen in the course of spontaneous combustion gone wild.

It started out as just a little smoking heap...

Scott just being like "what?" as the human blur known as Mitchell desperately tries to enter the picture.

Some Afterglow folk, pre-lighting, cause if we were that close post-lighting, we would have been incinerated, and that's nothing to poke fun at.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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