Parkland Wa. 60 miles northwest of the majestic Mt. Rainier.
http://www.nps.gov/mora/learn/photosmultimedia/photogallery.htm
~ Chance
See the tallest building? About 35 years ago, during a very windy day in Tacoma, I needed to visit the 16th floor for work. The second I stepped off the elevator the power went off. Silly me, I didn't have a flashlight. The two elevators were located in the center of the building, with the units surrounding them in a circle. It was an older building with no emergency lighting. All the condos had steel doors sans Windows. I only had whatever light was able to make its way underneath the doors.... not enough to see anything. Nothing to do but start knocking on doors until someone opened one up so I could see. After about three or four attempts a scared little old lady opened her door for the stranger, me. I asked her to keep her door open until I found her neighbor and finished my business, then made my way back to the stairs. I thought it was dark in the circular hallway, nope! It was when I stepped into the stairwell and the door closed behind me that I, probably for the first time in my life, fully understood total darkness. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. With one hand on the rail and the other stretched out before me, I started my 32 flight of stairs decent. More than anything I remember being afraid of tripping on something left on the stairs. Falling in total darkness, landing on cement stairs, breaking who knows what, laying there for how long.
Well, that was my adventure.
http://www.nps.gov/mora/learn/photosmultimedia/photogallery.htm
~ Chance
See the tallest building? About 35 years ago, during a very windy day in Tacoma, I needed to visit the 16th floor for work. The second I stepped off the elevator the power went off. Silly me, I didn't have a flashlight. The two elevators were located in the center of the building, with the units surrounding them in a circle. It was an older building with no emergency lighting. All the condos had steel doors sans Windows. I only had whatever light was able to make its way underneath the doors.... not enough to see anything. Nothing to do but start knocking on doors until someone opened one up so I could see. After about three or four attempts a scared little old lady opened her door for the stranger, me. I asked her to keep her door open until I found her neighbor and finished my business, then made my way back to the stairs. I thought it was dark in the circular hallway, nope! It was when I stepped into the stairwell and the door closed behind me that I, probably for the first time in my life, fully understood total darkness. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. With one hand on the rail and the other stretched out before me, I started my 32 flight of stairs decent. More than anything I remember being afraid of tripping on something left on the stairs. Falling in total darkness, landing on cement stairs, breaking who knows what, laying there for how long.
Well, that was my adventure.
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