Egged yesterday am. Cooked 3 lbs of party wings, 2 pounds of thighs, a 2 pound lamb roast, 3 lbs of burgers and 2 lbs of carne asada. Never went above 375, ran the egg from 8:00 to 11:00 am, put the ceramic cap on, shut the vent, and went to the Rockies - Dodgers game. Rained like a mother. Got home around 4pm., rained for another 4 hours, including raining on the egg. Went to bed at 9. At 1:30 am woke to a loud crash and a jet engine like WOOSH. Grabbed the Glock and a flashlight and wheeled out of bedroom. Got 15 feet and realized something was terribly wrong, it was way too bright and way too loud. Wheeled back to the bedroom, woke my wife and got my dogs moving towards the door, which was towards the fire which was now very busy destroying my living room. Got the wife and one dog out, and my 13 year old female ran back to the bedroom. Figured if I had to we could get out the bedroom window so went back after her. Grabbed here off the bed and sprinted as fast as a guy in a brace (knee surgery 10 days ago) can go. Got out with my family and a pair of boxers.
The view from the side yard.
My living room. Wife said it felt like 150 degrees when she went out - I never noticed the heat.
The dining room
Got back in this morning. Guns safe in the gun safe. Got my laptop with pictures and our wedding photos. That's about what's left between the fire and the smoke, but I have what's important.
Near as the Fire Investigator can tell the egg table is where it started. 14 hours after I shut it down. After 2 inches of rain...no compromise in the ceramic of the egg as near as we could see...
Gonna be without a house and egg for 6 to 8 months. The egg is going in a metal table and on the concrete patio next go around.
Unless I'm hunting, then Lord knows where.