Driving back to Bozeman tonight, I came across a forest fire, outside of Sheridan. Like any rational person, I drove straight toward the fire. The result are some rather colorful photos.
By the time I made it half-way to the fire, though, my battery died, and I discovered that I didn’t have my spare. Yaar!
From north of Sheridan, looking back in the pitch-dark, the hillside looked like the fires of Mordor–glowing yellow and red in the night, billowing smoke, flaring as though to fill and consume the sky…
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