Despite living in Australia and Spain I’d never seen a bush fire before. Until this year.
In the space of a few weeks, we saw fires both on the way up and down the N340, perilously close to houses, flames leaping into the air, and helicopters desperately trying to drench the flames.
Apparently some 50% of fires in Australia may be caused deliberately.
And in Spain? Well, apparently 95% of fires are due to people, whether deliberate or otherwise.
Farming practices, deliberate arson, people throwing bottles or fag ends on dry and brittle vegetation = fire.
Spain apparently has suffered the driest winter for 40 years. No wonder there were bush fires in May.
And while we drove past the first one at La Duquesa, the one near Sotogrande was a definite no-no – and we were sent back up the road by the Guardia Civil to take an alternative route.
Please people, never throw your cigarette ends out of the window, or chuck them anywhere, in fact don’t smoke. Don’t leave bottles lying around in dry areas, in full sun, dispose of them sensibly.
Or this is what happens. Burnt trees, burned ground, houses luckily surviving. Where everything was once green and full of life, it is now, burnt to death.