I got a phone call last night asking if I wanted to spend the next day at the dump. Usually it's not my favorite place to hang out, but it's also hard to say no to 12 hours of double time work. Apart from the 5:30 am wake up, the day was kind of fun. The dump wasn't as bad as I expected because we were working on top of old construction/demolition waste, not stinking refuse. The hundred foot high pile gives a great view of Burns Bog and all of the snow covered peaks of the lower mainland.
There were four of us on the spare engine that were called in as part of the attempt to extinguish a growing underground fire. The fire was so buried though that most of the work was done by excavators and water supplied by massive dump trucks shuttling it in.