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So.... I've completed the first part of wildland firefighting training. I've got the paperwork and certificate to prove it. It was alright. It's not as bad as I thought, because there was like 7 other girls there and 32 guys. There was a lot of very important information to stick in my brain. The instructors kept on backing up these fire fighting techniques with DNR stories where firefighters end up dying. Wow, holy fuck. I told myself to pay attention to everything. ever. I want to fight wild fires, but I certainly don't want to die or hurt anyone.
It just feels like the type of job that you really work at and physically see results within 2 weeks. You save people's houses, and the environment. You get to SEE different ecosystems and the developement of new ones once they've burned over. Fire is just such a powerful type of energy. I want so badly to get deployed. Even if it was just once. God, just to be a part of that would be amazing. I'm not so sure that I'd want to be on a handcrew all summer... try it once.
Anyway, I thought the pack test would be the hardest, but I've been training and it's easier than I thought. The hardest part is over.
Except for maybe finding a job. Hire me.
It just feels like the type of job that you really work at and physically see results within 2 weeks. You save people's houses, and the environment. You get to SEE different ecosystems and the developement of new ones once they've burned over. Fire is just such a powerful type of energy. I want so badly to get deployed. Even if it was just once. God, just to be a part of that would be amazing. I'm not so sure that I'd want to be on a handcrew all summer... try it once.
Anyway, I thought the pack test would be the hardest, but I've been training and it's easier than I thought. The hardest part is over.
Except for maybe finding a job. Hire me.