Fires, Fear, and Fighting Back: The Week the Forest Burned Near Mt. Hood
It all started late in the season around midnight on October 13, 1952. The forest around Mt. Hood was as dry as a bone. Trouble came, starting south of the Mt. Hood Highway just east of Rhododendron. Flames popped up near Yocum Falls, moving their way down through Laurel Canyon and stretching toward Flag Mountain. At first, officials thought a tree falling on a power line might have been ignited the fire. The Sandy Electric Company asserted that the initial fire at Yocum Falls might have been caused by men violating the hunting ban rather than a 33,000-volt power line.
A second fire broke out from wind blown embers near Still Creek along the north slope of Zigzag Canyon, threatening summer homes in that area. The fire caused landslides and loosened large rocks at the top of ridges, sending them toward the Zigzag River, making the situation more even more dangerous for firefighters.
By Tuesday, October 14, another fire erupted, burning up Henry Creek toward Devils Canyon near Rhododendron. The dry east winds were blowing with their typical intensity, fanning the flames and making life miserable for everyone, especially the firefighters.
The Mt. Hood Highway was closed, roadblocks went up at Sandy and Bend, only letting through emergency vehicles and buses. Traffic was rerouted through the Columbia River Gorge or the North Santiam Highway. Firefighters hosed down wooden bridges on the highway, while residents were hosing down the roofs of their homes and cabins, hoping to keep the embers at bay. Folks living nearby in Rhododendron got ready to pack up and leave if needed. The county’s civil defense agency was on high alert, ready to step in if the fires threatened private homes. Fortunately, that didn’t happen.
Come Wednesday, October 15, things got even worse. A third fire started near Brightwood around noon that day, burning through heavy ferns and second-growth timber. In that fire arson was suspected as it was reported by local residents that two teenage boys in a blue coupe were seen speeding away from the area. Police put out the word to watch for them, but the boys were never found.
By Thursday, October 16, the fires had everyone on edge. The Brightwood fire made a run toward the Bull Run watershed, where Portland gets its water. Winds pushed the flames up Boulder Creek closer to Bull Run. In Rhododendron, a 120-man crew was scrambling to put a fire line around the blaze near Henry Creek. A total of 400 firefighters were working in the area. Meanwhile at Zigzag Ranger Station, local women volunteered to make sandwiches to help keep the fire crews fed.
Finally, Friday brought some good news. The firefighters had the upper hand, and by October 17, they had most of the fires contained. Crews—all 700 of them—had been working around the clock, with another 200 focused just on Brightwood. The fires had burned an estimated 1,200 acres by then, with the Brightwood blaze alone covering anywhere from 300 to 400 acres. But the danger wasn’t over yet. Northeast winds and low humidity kept everyone on alert, hoping the forecast might bring some long-overdue rain.
When it was all said and done, the fires left their mark, but they also showed what a community can do when disaster strikes. From firefighters risking it all on the front lines to locals supporting firefighting efforts, folks hosing down their homes and making sandwiches, it was a team effort. The forest would heal, but the stories of that fiery week in October 1952 will endure.
These photo are scanned from negatives from my personal collection.
