I remember autumn bon fires in the back garden (yard) in Brooklyn, NY. For safety, my brother made them in a big steele drum. No need for fire permits or safety and environmental laws in those days; just fun and fresh, autumn evening air.
Near the beginning of the book, there was a storm. This storm caused their boat to be wrecked onto this island. The storm was so bad, the kids could not find any remnants of it. Count Olaf decided to go straight into the storm.