If you told me 3 months ago that I would read an entire book about wildfire, I wouldn't have believed you. Despite good intentions, I read very little non-fiction. So why did I read Megafire? It's a sad story. We live in Betty's Bay, a picturesque village nestled between the mountains and the Atlantic Ocean. On New Year's Eve some bright spark celebrated by shooting an illegal flare. The highly flammable fynbos against Platberg mountain caught fire. Although the f-word (fire, in case you were wondering) strikes fear in the heart of anyone living in the area, we weren't too concerned at first. The circle of flames wasn't very big, the firefighters seemed to be winning the battle, and - most importantly - the wind was quiet. We slept with one eye open, though, waking to the beautiful noise of choppers and spotter planes. To our relief the amazing firefighters seemed to have nipped the blaze in the bud.
Little did we know that from the ashes would rise a ferocious and seemingly immortal beast that would devour about 14 500 hectares of our breathtaking Kogelberg nature reserve, killing the unique fauna and flora and leaving devastation in its wake.
The fire raged for a week and a half. Our neighbouring village, Pringle Bay, had to be evacuated during the night of 2 January. Residents and tourists flocked to the town centre since their only exit route was cut off by the blaze. My son was dog-sitting there. He didn't have transport and I couldn't get to him. I went nuts with worry about him and the two slow, lazy Beagles in his care. They were all fine, but not everyone was so lucky. The mom of a volunteer firefighter succumbed to a heart attack, probably triggered by stress.
On the morning of 11 January I felt pretty uneasy, since we were expecting gale force winds. I checked social media obsessively. Local fire authorities declared the fire 95% contained, though. Phew! But my relief was short-lived. When I took the dogs for a morning walk, I saw smoke pouring from between two mountains. The wind was blowing like crazy already, and it was picking up speed. I rushed back to check the official updates. There was no need to panic, apparently: the smoking hot-spots were in previously burned areas. Famous last words. A few short hours later all hell broke loose. The northwesterly wind stoked an inferno that tore through the botanical gardens before engulfing residential areas. A tsunami of flames crashed over the mountainside and into our little seaside village, destroying 41 homes and damaging many others. Residents (many of them elderly) had to evacuate, some escaping with only the clothes on their bodies. One woman, who had been in the bath, blissfully unaware of the imminent danger, only had time to drape herself in a towel. She fled to the main road, where she caught a lift to safety - on the back of an open truck.
To make matters worse, our local firefighting teams were simultaneously battling two separate runaway fires in nearby towns, at least one the result of arson. Miraculously no lives were lost. And
it started to rain. Too little, too late, but at least it limited the damage.
When the smoke lifted we were greeted by utter devastation: a moonscape strewn with the burnt-out skeletons of houses, cars, wildlife... We were - and still are - a community in shock. No one foresaw a disaster of this scope, not even firefighting experts.
So, in an effort to understand how and why the **** the runaway fire had spread so far and so fast, I downladed a sample of Megafires. It was so interesting and so readable that I didn't stop until the end - of the book. I learned a heck of a lot, none of it reassuring. Due to a variety of factors, climate change being only one, we are seeing more megafires worldwide. So what is a megafire? The definition is hotly (see what I did there?) debated, but it is basically a wildfire on steroids. Bigger. Hotter. More devastating, not to mention potentially deadlier. And helluva disillusioning for those of us who thought humans have control over the forces of nature.
Michael Kodas is a skilled writer, a lecturer in environmental journalism, and an (ex?) firefighter who really knows his stuff. He also has the ability to give a human face to disasters, the worst being the Yarnell fire, which claimed the lives of 19 out of 20 young hotshots (superfit, highly trained wildfirefighters). The stories in Megafire will haunt me for a long time, just like our beloved nature reserve and quaint town will bear the scars of our own Black Friday for many years to come.
Update (18 Feb): a 71 year old man, who suffered severe burns when he went back to save his dog, died this morning after what must've been an excruciating month. The dog, Moya, didn't sustain any injuries.