Fire down below:
My old stomping grounds are getting smoked out as a wildfire burns near Myrtle Beach, S.C.:
They’re still trying to figure out how it got started. A few homes have burned, and a smoky haze is creating some interesting traffic hazards in the no-man’s land known as Restaurant Row between Myrtle Beach and North Myrtle Beach on U.S. 17, which has always been an adventure even without zero-visibility smoke.
I imagine the golfers aren’t enjoying the smoke-out. Maybe they’re resorting to hitting orange balls so they can find ’em in the pine straw!
The good old A&P (via a balky AOL link) says high winds and scrub in Lowcountry depressions known as Carolina Bays (home of the Venus’ flytrap) have made the fire especially difficult to contain.
The fire apparently is still on the mainland side of the Intracoastal Waterway, which is essentially a man-made river that separates the interior from the S.C. Coastal area (and much of the seaboard, but let’s save the geography lesson for another day), not terribly far from my old house near U.S. 501. I don’t think the old house is in any immediate danger.