As I was ambling across Texas on Highway 60, I saw a large plume of smoke in the distance. At first I thought it was some redneck hauling ass on a dirt road, but as I got closer realized that no pick-up truck kicks up a trail that big; I must've been 30 miles out at that point.I couldn't imagine what could be on fire; there wasn't anything out there.
But as the traffic (if you can count five or six cars traffic) came to a crawl and then to a stop, I decided to pull over on the shoulder for a minute or so. A; to figure out how long the road was going to be tied up and b; to get some pictures.
The blaze was quite large and as each building became engulfed in flames, the plume seemed to breathe; each puff larger than the last.I watched as several fire crews drove toward the buildings, lights and sirens screaming. One trailed after the other down the road to the fire. This was a big deal; the Cal-Maine egg plant was going up in flames.
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2 comments:
well this just sucks....i have to make myself not think about how alot of our food is raised/produced to begin with, but to think of all those hens trying to get away from the fire.....wow........but, on a bright note...you got some excellant pictures......
WOW. What a sad story. What a great photo. I must be a damn trucker - the first thing I did was look at the trailer to see whose it was!?!?!
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