Quentin Addison (Guest) · 11:08
The fire pump actually sits next to our dam Yep. Which was full because the year before I'd had it dug out. So I was pretty happy with that. There was plenty of water in it. Um, fire pump has a, has a hose, a hard, hard hose so that it won't collapse. That goes into the, into the dam and it sucks the water in. So the first thing we did was get that fire pump running, turn it off a couple of times, work out. And then two of them did that and the third one walked up with me. To where the fire hose was and learned how to use that. Then we swapped around and did all that. And I said, right, I think that's pretty much it in terms of fire. Again, if I'm not here, we have a fire plan. It's not written down, but Ros knows what we're going to do. So all you have to do is, after you've got this fired up, is come up, talk to Ros, and do whatever she tells you. Fine, they said. Sat down to lunch, my pager went off, so I leapt in the car with Roz. I said, "Wait here, guys, I'll just go and see what's going on," because at that stage there was still a column of smoke bloody miles away. So I went roaring down to the CFA, which took us about 4 minutes, and I got down to the fire station. There was a whole bunch of guys and girls actually sitting around the table waiting for things to happen. Which is pretty normal on a total fire ban day, which I forgot to mention it was a total fire ban day, strangely enough. And, um, I said, uh, don't need me here, I'll go home for a while. In fact, I'll go home. Um, we get sat down and had some more lunch, and bloody pager went off, must have been half an hour later. And Ross said, I'm not driving with you. You'd go into the station by yourself. So I jumped in her car, one of the good things I did on the day, and, um, shot off to the fire station, um, where I subsequently got on board a fire truck and we took off to what we thought was actually just some local idiot up in Arthur's Creek had set a fire because it happens all the bloody time. 'we have to go and put it out.' We had no idea that it was in fact embers from the major fire at Kilmore. So we went off up there, and as I'm heading up the hill, we could see smoke, we could see it spotting over the top. And spotting is where embers come from the main fire, leap over, fly over unburnt ground, land in front of the fire, and start another fire. And I'm sure that anybody that's seen an ember attack or experienced an ember attack knows exactly what I'm talking about. But this was at that time relatively small little fires happening here and there. So I grabbed a mate's phone and called Ros and left a message and said, look, it's spotting in your general direction, put the fire plan into action, get the pump started, the girls know how to do that, and good luck. And by the way, don't forget to call our neighbour. And that was the last conversation I had with Ros till about 10 o'clock, 10:30 that night. So we went off and did our firefighting thing. So this story, at this point, is really Ros's story. Now I should mention that Ros is a trained theatre nurse. She did, by the time we'd finished all of this stuff, 40 years in theatres. Operating theatres dealing with emergencies, not so emergencies. So she's used to working in stressful situations. And of course what happened was the fire had gone over the top here, so we hadn't seen any fire, no fire here. It got down to Mittens Bridge Road, which is about, I don't know, 2 and a half minutes away from here, and that was when the wind changed. So the wind changed from being northwesterly and started blowing from the southwest, and it came straight up, straight up our creek line, which is not exactly right next to us, but we live in a bit of a valley, so it just came roaring up the valley and headed up to Kinglake, burning everything in its path. The girls very correctly went down, fired up the fire pump, and started spraying water all over the place, you know, sprayed the house down, sprayed the garden, da-da-da-da-da-da. Did exactly what they should do. That was before the fire appeared. And pretty much as the fire appeared, the water stopped. Yeah, there's a pause there because it's something I felt guilty about from the moment it— well, the moment I heard about it. Because one of the things that, if you don't already know, petrol is very volatile. And when the temperature outside gets really hot, it vaporizes inside the carburetor, so it doesn't get pumped out. Spark plug has nothing to fire, pump stops. The way you solve that problem is you put a little sprinkler on the top, and it's something I'd always planned to do but never actually got around to doing. They talk about cobblers, cobblers' shoes, or firefighters' fire pumps, right? That's a guilt that I'll keep forever. But there it is, it happened. So there they were, stuck, no bloody water. So Roz said, right, inside. And they already had all their bags packed, all the really important stuff, passports, bank books, bank cards, that sort of stuff, phones. So the fire came roaring up and Roz said, the instant I heard the fire coming, It was like you'd turned on a switch. It was step 1, step 2, step 3, step 4. And basically the process was they would use the house as a defense from the fire, protection from the radiant heat, because that's the stuff that'll kill you. Although our house was largely brick and wood, the downstairs— it was a 2-story place down on the side of a hill. The downstairs was all timber, Western red cedar, and so extremely flammable. But the fire came roaring up between us and our neighbour's place, jumped our fence, got into a tukurim, which is a kind of plant hedge that I'd built. Set fire to that, hit a hole in the carport, got into the roofline. Now that was a problem. First of all, I hadn't repaired the bloody hole in the carport. Secondly, I'd planted the hedge. So, you know, talk about bad luck. Well, bad planning anyway. These are the things that come back to bite you. The fire got into the house and Ros and the girls were inside upstairs and they stayed inside and upstairs listening to the bloody fire alarms, smoke alarm going off berserk. And she's saying, shut up, shut up, I can hear you, you stupid thing, I know it's burning. The safest thing to do is stay in your house, keep aware of what's going on around you because the fire went past. Quite quickly. They stayed in— they stayed upstairs in the kitchen lounge room until the, um, the skylight in the, in the kitchen, um, melted and fell on the floor. And they thought, right, it's time to get out of here. So they went downstairs, which as I said was red cedar, and, um, looked around because it was glass all around except on the western, western face. And Again, the fire had pretty much gone past and the girls looked out and said, "Oh, oh, oh, there is fire out there." I said, "It's okay, it's only a branch, step over it." It was a little 4-inch branch that had fallen off. So they did, picked up the water and the two dogs and walked down to the dam. And the grass was already very low, so there was practically no flames for them to walk through, only over the trees, only over the few branches. They walked down to the dam and I'd said to them, don't get in the dam water. All right, there's absolutely no need. There's a berm, which is the edge of the dam. So between the top of the dam and where the water level is, was about 3 meters, 2 to 3 meters. Just lie down behind that. That will protect you from the radiate peak. You may get some embers landing on you at most, you know, shrug off, shrug them off. You might get a few little burns. But mostly the issue will be smoke and little flakes of what they call ash. Provided you've got water, you should be fine. You don't need to get in the dam. It's cold, it's wet, there's little crawly things in there that'll nip your toes, and it's muddy as hell. You don't want to be there. So they went down and they sat there and watched the bloody— at that stage, the barn burned down and house burn down. And I said, just sit there. Now, I didn't actually take that plan beyond saving them or saving us. Didn't think about what to do after the bloody fire. And that's something I've learned along the way. So your plan's got to include what happens after. A few fire trucks went past and a neighbor came, came across from up the hill and he was determined not to stay. He He'd come pretty close to having a very bad and fatal experience. He lived at the top of the hill and the fire had gone roaring up his hill. And I think, to be fair, he'd probably had a little bit of a panic because unless you've faced that sort of stuff before, it's pretty bloody terrifying. I've fought quite a few fires. So I mean, fire's just a bloody fire. You have to be careful and you have to be cautious, but you know what you're doing. If you've never done it before, you don't really want to have to face it. And the poor bugger had come very close to being trapped in some wooden old railway carriages which they were using for accommodation, like what do you call them, what would now be a B&B. He went in one end and the fire came out in the other, so he fell out, got out the other, and managed to survive. Drove his car down, sat by the dam with, with, with Roz and the girls and the dogs, and in the end said, no, I'm driving, driving through. Went and headed off to, um, Eltham— not Eltham, St Andrews. I think I mentioned it's 6K south from here, pretty much. And a bit I forgot, and this is important. Roz had called our neighbor who had a baby and her mother was out visiting friends. We didn't know that at the time, but, you know, the relationship with, with our neighbor hadn't been brilliant. Once her husband had died, this, this older lady had got to be quite sort of antagonistic towards the world. We just happened to be the closest people in which she could vent her grief, frustration. Unfortunately, she wasn't there, so Roz rang the neighbor young lady with her baby and said, hey, have you enacted your fire plan? She said, hmm, I haven't really got a fire plan, Ross, because they were inside, air conditioning on, curtains closed, no idea about the fire, no consciousness of it at all. Ross said, pick up the baby, get in the car, drive out. 'Pick up the baby, get in the car, drive now.' This is before the fire came. I'll cut a long story short, eventually, I think the third time Roz said it, she did it. And one of our other neighbors with whom we're very good friends— in fact, we only met them this morning— Graham was at home as My neighbour drove up past his place, so he kind of drove up behind towards Kinglake. At that stage, there was no fire. They got up there and were more or less chased up the hill by the fire. She'd started to go right and realised that there was fire down towards St Andrews, so she did a quick yewie and came back up the hill. And another neighbour from a little bit further up the hill had come down, up the road towards Kinglake, our first neighbour. And he and his son came and sat down, and Ros waved them down and said, look, well, they were driving past, get off the road, you guys. Um, so they came in and sat in the driveway. And, um, where you going? She said, oh, we're going to Nelson, into St. Andrews to get some water. She said, we've got water here because I left the wine in the fridge. Make a mental note, if you've got wine in the fridge, bring some with you. It helps the time go a little better, I'm told. But they came in and stopped, stayed there. And eventually a fire truck came past and stopped. This wasn't before, I'll mention again, somebody came up in a vehicle and stopped, parked next to bloody burning trees and Ros went across to the road and said, hey guys, I wouldn't park there. And they said, what? She said, well, trees are burning. Oh, okay. So they took off up the hill. Christ knows what happened, they have no idea. And a little while later, a fire truck came and Ros flagged them down and said, is the road open to St Andrews? And they said, if you've got a four-wheel drive, It is. So they all piled into the next-door neighbor's four-wheel drive and drove into St. Andrews. And I have to say that as they went past, lying on the road, lying on the side of the road at our turning corner, which you call Wombat Crossing, was a motorcycle. And unknown to them at the time, it was one of our neighbors had decided to ride his motorbike out His wife had driven the car, he'd taken the motorbike, flames got him. So that was our first, first intimation that we'd lost anybody. So that was pretty much— and I went, they went to the fire station and stayed there. And as I say, we caught up at about 9:30 that night. I mean, we, we were in various places putting out fires and protecting buildings and doing what firefighters do. And around about, oh, would have been up past 9, quarter to 10, I think we finally went back to the station, having been on the move since about, I don't know, probably 3:30, 4 o'clock, in pretty good shape. I mean, at one point we were putting out a fire at a bloke's house, and we could look up the hill towards my place and across to my neighbor's place. And she said, oh, do you think, do you think we're— our houses are all right? I said, yeah, I reckon you're right, no problem, should be okay. Lying through my bloody teeth, right? Because, um, I could see that the fire had been all the way through. So we didn't know whether her husband was at that point— well, not at that point, we didn't know. We didn't know till we got to the station. And, um, It was quite, quite ironic. We get to the station and, um, some bloke comes running up and said, is, is that, is, um, your neighbor here? And she said, yeah. Well, can I talk to her? No. I need to talk to her. No. Why can't I talk to her? I said, because she's in the bushes having a pee. All right, just bugger off and give us some space. So anyway, he said, our husband's alive. I said, oh good, thinking, well— they're across the road with a bit of like rosazalai, not knowing. So eventually we got off the truck and, um, I keep wanting to say names but I've decided not to use names. My neighbor, um, across the road caught up with, with her husband and I caught up with Roz. And, uh, to shorten that part of the, the story, um, We eventually left. My son-in-law came over from Warrandyte, which is where my daughter— well, strangely enough, my daughter was living with him and their two kids. He'd come up to pick us up, and as we're driving out, about to turn left into the road down to Warrandyte, there's a copper in the middle of the road, puts his hand up, stops us, um, gets in Nick's side of the car, as my son-in-law is called Nick, says, where are you going? And he said, I'm taking my dad and mother-in-law home to my place. Oh, he looks at— he said, their house burned down. All right. Um, the copper says, ah, he looks in my side and says, ah, you're a firefighter. I said, yeah. He said, This bloke says, 'Your house burnt down, where was it?' I said, 'You're standing in it.' Poor bugger was— it was some poor bugger. They got in from the city, right? Because it took quite a while for the word to get out to what was actually happening. So all hands to the pump, literally, and coppers from all over the place were being deployed to areas that they knew nothing about. So I mean, we had a bit of a laugh at this poor bugger, but wasn't his fault. So we went home to Kate and Nick's place in Warrandyte, North Warrandyte, which I have to say I reckon was far more fire-prone. Unfortunately, the fire stopped heading south, because if it had headed south, I reckon it wouldn't have stopped. I seriously believe this wouldn't have stopped until it hit the sea. So we went there, and, um, first thing I did before having a beer, which is all I was desperate for, was ring the insurance company. Because I was panicked about the fact that if you don't tell your insurance company about what's happening, um, within a certain time, I don't know what might happen. So I was concerned about that. I rang this poor woman in Sydney, which is where the number went to, and I said, look, we— she said, what's the problem? And I explained, and I said, look, there's a whole bunch of houses here that will have burned. And she said, well, like how many? And I said, look, There's probably 30 or 40. I said, think Canberra in 2003. That's the kind of fire problem you've got. She said, oh, right. I'll call my manager. We're going to have to start setting up for this. And I said, yeah, I reckon you will. Then I had a beer. So that's the story of my fire. It was much more dramatic for Ros. All I had to do was keep doing the stuff that I'd been doing for a good many years. At no real time did I feel threatened. We were just doing the job for which we don't get paid, as I'm sure everybody knows. But I thought I'd mention it just in passing. And the next couple of days were fairly dramatic one way or another. I went back up to the station in the morning, sat around and sat around and sat around and sat around, which is what you do a lot of in all fire brigades. It's called hurry up and wait. You just wait for the actual fire to happen. And it was on the Sunday, I think, um, an officer from somewhere, a regular bloke, a full-time guy, came and had a chat to me. He said, look, I understand you haven't been back to your place yet. He said, I'm a bit pushed for time, but you deserve to go and see what's going on. So we went up to my place, had a bit of a look around, and thought, yeah, It's shambolic. Places burned to the ground. Girls— the girl's car was burned, my car was burned, everything was bloody burned.