My first season of experience in wildland firefighting has revealed it to be addicting. What other role has you cutting down fat trees, working long hours for decent pay, and aping with your hommies on the hotter than hell fireline. What job has you saying things like ‘I’d follow that guy to hell and back’, and truly meaning it in a reasonable and sane manner, and not just as an e-jock-ulation? Despite the testosterone fueled workplace, the competitive atmosphere, and a completely depleted dirty joke repertoire, this is undoubtedly some of the best kind of fun there is…

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