Summers of '58 & '59 - my Jr/Sr years in high school. Worked for the National Forrest Service. The entire high school football team got first choice to work for the NFS. It was "billed" as exciting, outside work. It was work - alright. Bucking, splitting & stacking untold chords of firewood. For campgrounds & lookout towers. When the summer was over - we went back to school & football. We were tougher than salt tanned buck skin from our summer job.
Occasionally, we would get to help with fighting a wildfire. OSHA - who had ever heard of that group??? But only if it was in the grasslands or sagebrush areas. NEVER in forested areas.
We had Power Wagons. God - I feel in love with those power wagons. They were a newer model than Garandman pictured - but not much. Single huge( 36" ) hydraulic disk on the rear - water tank in the bed. We would take off, like smoke & oakum, cutting a single ditch and watering the ground on the fire side of the ditch.
Some times, if the wind was right, we would spray a diesel/??? mix on the fire side of the ditch and light it - backfire.
You can not imagine the wildfire front created when lightning strikes a barbed wire fence. The lightning would go to ground at every steel/wood post. Sometime over a mile wide front.
This new Power Wagon will be my lifelong dream come true. It's never going to see a wildfire but it sure has brought back old memories.