This is my view as I’m heading towards work.  Not the office.  Work.

I’m not even on the clock yet, but I already have my assignment and I figure I might as well head on up the road.

I’m covering the Powerhouse Fire and I’m supposed to meet up with our crews about ten miles up San Francisquito Canyon Road, North and East of the Santa Clarita area.

The fire was burning and doing a lot of damage to the brush, but it was burning in a remote canyon that we couldn’t get to in our news vehicles.

Flames were seen earlier in the day, but I was catching the tail end of the fire as it burned through.

Lots of smoke in the distance, but not much for the background of our live shot.

Folks who owned property in the area were glad to see the fire pass without doing much damage to structures.

Yeah, me too.

I mean, it would suck to lose your home in a fire, so I don’t want anyone to suffer that kind of loss.

On the other hand, I’m out there in the middle of nowhere, I’d kind of like to have something to put on TV besides the reporter.

Maybe some warm orange glow at least.

I had a joke to end the post, but it was in really bad taste.