On the February weekend of the Black Saturday bush fires we left central Victoria for a trip back home. We’d congratulated ourselves for surviving 44.6 degrees and howling hot winds in Ballarat on the day that the mercury hit an all time record of 46 degrees in Melbourne. It was only watching TV news at Melbourne airport and coverage back home that we realised the extent of the disaster, claiming nearly 200 lives and destroying whole towns. For the three weeks we were away, fires threatened several places we had stayed at. One - Daylesford - was where we had planned to leave the caravan, but I’d felt uneasy about its beautiful situation bordering onto a National Park, surrounded by mature bone dry eucalypt forest, when extreme fire risk had been declared. Ballarat, a city of
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