I woke up around 4am on November 18th because the wind had blown open our bedroom door; hot wind had been gusting all night. When I got up, I saw several lights hovering between our house and the hills behind Ventura. Pretty soon, it became obvious that the lights were hovering helicopters
. . . as flames began to flicker in the distance:
When I stopped for gas, the flames were moving down toward the "V" above Ventura High, but a group of firefighters hiked down and put that part of the fire out.