In what was to be the beginning of a very long night, the Wrangler Crew from Beaubien returned from Clark's Fork around 11:15 pm, making no effort to be quiet.  Amazing that the horses were able to negotiate the trail in the dark, with just the aid of a single headlamp on the lead Wrangler.  Judging from the murmurs after they passed, about half the Crew woke briefly, then rolled back over.  Not so easy for me, of course!  Seemed like I was barely asleep again when yet another Crew of 4 Wranglers came up at 12:45, loudly calling for everyone to get up and get dressed, and asking for the Crew Chief and Primary Advisor.  Rather surprisingly, everyone was up and out of their tents in less than 3 minutes, and we gathered around the Wranglers to see what was up - apparently, that one loud blast of thunder we had heard the previous afternoon had been from a lightning strike on the south face of the Tooth Ridge between Shaefers Pass and the Tooth, and had started a small forest fire.  The Wranglers stated that there was no danger at present, but also that we had to break camp and be prepared to hike to Clark's Fork.  Since they had radios and were talking to Basecamp, I asked for confirmation on the camp breakdown, and we were all (agreeably) surprised to have Basecamp come back and have us hold off for now.  So I sent everyone else back to bed, but stayed up myself to wait it out with the Wranglers.  Two of the Wranglers headed down the Pass to wake the other 4 Crews and give them the "heads-up" on what was happening.  (Although we didn't know it at the time, apparently all 4 of the other Crews misunderstood the instructions, and went ahead and broke camp.)  I sat and visited with the 2 remaining Wranglers (Gary and Brandon), listening to the radio chatter between Basecamp, Clark's Fork, Miner's Park, "Clark's Fork Portable" (that was us), and "Unit 33" (a radio team at Tooth Ridge Camp.)  As best as the Wranglers knew, the fire had apparently been spotted from Urraca Mesa Camp during their evening campfire - which is why it took so long for us to get notified - and as of 1:00 am, it had split into 5 separate but small blazes that were burning up into the rock faces on the south side of the Tooth ridge.  The Cimarron Fire Department had been notified, but there was no sign of life on that front yet - and no one seemed surprised about that, either.  Of interest, our "bear safety check" Wrangler Crew from Beaubien had actually been conducting a raid on the Wranglers at Clark's Fork - which certainly explained their quite cursory "bear safety check" the previous afternoon!  Both Gary and Brandon indicated that payback would be swift, certain and suitably massive (ah, Philmont games!)  On a sadder note, the bear that had caused all the problems at Mt. Phillips had indeed finally been tracked down and shot dead.  As always, one hopes they got the right bear!  Both of the injured Scouts had been treated and released, but both Crews involved were apparently thoroughly traumatized too - no surprise there.  The jury was still out on whether the Scouts had violated bear safety rules, or whether this particular bear was just "bad."  The word was that the Los Alamos and Pecos Forest fires had driven many bears north into Philmont, so this one could have been out of its range and desperate; who knows?  The conversation drifted for awhile, as we talked about Charley-Alpha-Alpha's and similar problems, and how we had done on our trek.  Several Advisors from the meadow came up around 2:15 to find out what was happening, saw we were still in our tents, and were immediately unhappy to find that they hadn't needed to break camp after all; Gary and Brandon encouraged them to go ahead and set up their tents again, or at least crash on their sleeping pads `til morning.  They headed back down the Pass, rather aggravated.  We finally heard the official word at 2:30, starting with Miner's Park - the Tooth Ridge Trail was closed; except for the Tooth Ridge Camp, all Crews coming in over the Tooth would hold in place `til morning, then report back to Clark's Fork and Miner's Park by 8:00 am for further instructions.  With that, Brandon went down to relay the word and grab the other 2 Wranglers (Chris and John, who didn't have a radio), and they reassembled on the trail outside our tents about 10 minutes later, getting ready to head down to Ponderosa Park and Upper Clark's Fork to wake and notify the Crews camping at those sites.  I bid them "farewell and safe ride," and they headed out around 2:45.  I managed to fall back to sleep around 3:15 - only to be woken once again at 3:40, this time by a Crew coming up the trail from Clark's Fork, and looking for the trail to Shaefers Peak.  I hollered at them to "Hold Up!" while I got dressed (again), and jumped out to give them the bad news.  They were one of the Potomac Area Council Crews who had been camping at Ponderosa Park, and had intended to make the Tooth for sunrise.  Somehow they had been missed by the Wranglers, so it was my unpleasant duty to turn them around.  They were disappointed, but took it in stride (better than I would have), and headed back down to Clark's Fork after a minute or two's worth of internal discussion.  Took a few minutes myself, to look at the stars - pretty decent sky overhead; too bad I had to pull half an all-nighter to see it!  My wristwatch went off at 3:55, while I was still staring skywards, so I reset it to 5:50.  Back to bed, for the third time tonight.  Drifted in and out for the next 2 hours, now too hyped up to sleep anymore; it's gonna be a long day....  Certainly my strangest last night ever on the trail!