Fire in the Tahoe Basin was never a matter of if, but when.
And much to the horror and heartbreak of so many that love the Tahoe region so much, that far-off when is happening now.
It’s one thing to follow the news reports and social media videos of wildfire damage from afar, mentally preparing yourself for what it might be like to try and identify the skeletal remains of a structure as your own family’s cabin or home. Or see the tornados of fire set ablaze against a hillside you’ve traversed hundreds of times by car or by foot. Or watch a community you know and love evacuate by the thousands, their whole lives crammed into one carload.
It’s another thing entirely when it happens for real.
As much as my recent work here at SBC this summer on wildfire policy blogs and our biomass video series should have prepared me, on Sunday, August 15th, I was still blissfully unaware of what the next two weeks would hold for this region. Seeking respite from the intense smoke of the Dixie fire, I had escaped from Truckee to my childhood home in Placerville and was spending the afternoon with my dog just 20 minutes up the hill along the shores of Sly Park Lake.
While I was there, a helicopter flew over and dipped into the lake several times, refilling its tanks and circling away. Knowing how far I was from the Dixie and Tamarack fires, I wondered at the time if the pilot was in training and they were practicing maneuvers, so certain I was that any threat of catastrophic wildfire must be far off in the distance.
Little did I know, less than 12 hours later the newly ignited Caldor Fire would flare up (just about 10 miles as the crow flies from where I walked my dog that day) and overpower the small community of Grizzly Flats.
And in two weeks’ time, this same fire would do the unimaginable, the unthinkable. It would burn over the crest of the Sierra and become the first fire in known history to start outside of the Tahoe Basin and make its way in, displacing (to date) nearly 60,000 people, burning over 600 structures, and forever changing over 200,000 acres of a landscape that nearly all who experience feel has been imprinted on their soul.
With a burn in the back of my throat this last Sunday evening, I watched as the Caldor Fire flared towards Echo Summit. I mentally said goodbye to my late grandmother’s historic cabin and the Echo Lake Chalet, built by her brother, my great-uncle, in the 1940s (both are miraculously still standing as of 6am on Wednesday, September 1st). I envisioned a future of tree skiing through burned skeletons at Sierra-at-Tahoe, the resort where I first clicked into a pair of hand-me-down skis. I spoke with Sherry Hao here at SBC about a scenario that may well be a reality for climbers of the Sierra — extreme wildfire heat warping the rocks at Sugarloaf and Lovers Leap, changing the routes up those well-known climbing destinations forever. I doomscrolled through social media and then also my own iCloud for photos of past hikes up Horsetail Falls, Mt. Ralston, and throughout Desolation.
So many people — myself included — have found their sense of self in the mountains around Tahoe. I’ll leave you with one last image to hold tight to as we watch this landscape burn. My childhood memories are punctuated by drives up and down the Highway 50 corridor, my forehead pressed to the glass as I watched the trees and rapids of the American River blur past. About halfway between Kyburz and Pollock Pines was a burn scar from the Cleveland Fire, a fire that laid the forest bare when I was a toddler. Throughout my life I can remember that scar filling in, becoming less barren and more forest-like. As an adult traveling through the area, I had to really look to pick out the burned trees that were so prominent when I was young. As I grew, so did the scarred forest.
The Caldor Fire, of course, is much, much larger than the 22,000 acre Cleveland Fire, as fires these days are. The number of people impacted and the severity of their loss is tenfold compared to the Cleveland Fire. But however long it takes, the landscape and communities touched by the Caldor Fire will regrow.
To support those whose homes and livelihoods are at stake because of the Caldor Fire, please join me in donating to the El Dorado Community Foundation, which will help families and residents under mandatory evacuation order in El Dorado County, including the Tahoe area from Kyburz through South Lake Tahoe to the Nevada border. To donate or apply for relief, please click here.
The Caldor Fire is unfortunately not the only wildfire weighing heavy on the hearts of so many in the Sierra Nevada this year. Here are a list of more recent and current wildfire resources in the region to support and apply for:
As we contemplated go-bag contents and watched the relentless advance of the Beckwourth, River, Tamarack, and especially the Dixie fire over the last few weeks, one of our dearest Small Business Development Center counselors, Clint Koble was smack in the middle of the devastation. Clint lives at and manages a resort in Chester along Lake Almanor. Over the course of several days, Clint holed up at the resort, guarded by the command of fire fighters he so graciously hosted. The firefighters instructed him to park his car on the boat ramp and to take refuge in the car should the flames approach – they would protect him.
The ripple effect of COVID-19 is still being felt in the Sierra and beyond. As the following guest blog (written by SBDC Business Advisor, Danielle Marshall) highlights, one area in particular where we’re still reeling from the pandemic is its disproportionate impact on women (especially women of color). We’re excited to announce an upcoming course taught by Danielle later this year that will hopefully help lessen the obstacles women face in reentering the workforce by helping entrepreneurs start in-home childcare businesses.
Photo of working mom by Charles Deluvio via Unsplash
SBC’s follow-up to our 2019 white paper report on forest biomass is a three-part video series, ‘Balance & Biomass: A Solution to Emissions, Catastrophic Fire, & Communities in Crisis’, that identifies the opportunities of forest biomass utilization at both the local and statewide levels and begs the question, why isn’t the state doing more to support appropriately scaled forest biomass utilization in the Sierra’s communities?
we’d be poor advocates of the region if we failed to acknowledge the history and current role of the original stewards of the Sierra Nevada. From the Maidu to the Miwok, the Niesenan to the Shoshone, the Paiute to the Washoe, and all the other diverse cultures throughout the region, the Indigenous peoples of Sierra Nevada were the original caretakers of this landscape, and they are critical partners that should be respected and involved in this region’s future.
For fear of sounding like a broken record, I will skip over the detailed account of how my fellowship/life is not exactly as I expected it to be, thanks to the pandemic. It’s 2021 but you could also call it December 56th, 2020. It didn’t become a brand new world January 1st, we are still wearing masks, working from home in our sweatpants, and trying to avoid refreshing the news. At the same time, I have been pondering the beauty of my unexpected journey to CivicSpark and SBC.
I entered college knowing I would major in environmental studies. This interest in the environment was the constant in my ever-changing adolescence (and involved many phases, including when I only wore green, yikes!) and it helped direct me when I arrived on campus as one of the 45,000 students at the University of Washington. I started taking environmental classes right off the bat and didn’t have to flounder around, searching for some deep unstoked passion. It was already there.
Born and raised in the Pacific Northwest, I have grown up with the luxury of beautiful mountains, trails, rivers, and beaches. I spent most of my free time recreating outdoors and waited for any opportunity to venture to new places. Studying the environment seemed like an extension of the things I love. I could learn about the birds, trees, and rocks that I saw. I could learn about the tides and the rivers that I know. I could become an expert on my home.