my son had his first opportunity to ride a horse un assisted. he did fine till he and his father got about 40 feet from the edge of camp. the horse my son was riding stepped in a hole and lost its balance. the horse stumbled and scott jr slippped off and then the horse fell too. right on scott jr. the whole camp watched it in horror as it seemed to be happening in slow motion. we all ran as fast as we could to get the horse up off the ground and off of scott jr. of course scott jr was crying and scared and we were all worried he had a broken leg. over to the side, my daughter, fia, was crying and scared for her brother, tender soul that she is. we got the horse up. she was led to the pin where the other horses are kept and is being looked over to see if her leg is ok. in the mean time, we are looking at scott jr to see if his leg is, in fact, broken. it doesn't appear to be, but only time will tell. we have made a pallet for him to lay on by the fire.the pallet has long handles on it so, with a little rope, it can be pulled behind a horse if we need to move suddenly. my father smells smoke on the wind and is calling for a posse to ride to the ridge to check it out. they return with panicked expressions and report that the forrest is on fire. and that it is headed our way and should reach our location in about a day. that means, not only do we have to pack up camp quicker than we've had to in a long time, but that we also have to travel at night in the cold. thankfully the furs ready to be used and we can all bundle up in one. scott jr will use two woven blankets and a fur underneath him. fia will lay on the pull cot with him to sleep and to comfort him. she has been given beef jerky, bread, and a bottle of water for them to use if they need it. the horse's leg is not broken and she seems to be fine. its a pitty we cant let her rest longer. we are looking at the trail map to see the best route to take to go into canada. we dont have a choice. there will be different wildlife to contend with in canada. my son is sleeping peacefully thanks to the headache powders and the whisky with honey we gave him. we are attaching the pull cot to a horse and loading up camp. now we have to fill in our dugout and cover our tracks here. another hour and we should be good to go. we decide not to fill in everything just yet. we all talk it over and decide to leave at first light. we will sleep for six hours. or we will try to.