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Janus said:As I can't find any exterior lighthouse shots that could challenge those already posted, I decided to go another route. Here's the inside of the Yaquina Head lighthouse, looking up the staircase to the top.
Very cool. I have no exterior lighthouse photos to challenge the original entry, and I know that GeoMike would kick my ass with his entry anyway, so I have been looking for a photo I took of a lighthouse Fresnel lens many years back. No joy. I have cardboard boxes of prints (never bothered to create an indexed archive, despite almost 40 years of photography.
One of my close friends retired as the head of the Maine Warden service, and I got to do some fairly fun stuff relating to warden training when he ran the training. He pressed me into service photo-documenting warden training relating to coastal-bird habitats, and the final field-training exercises before the trainees graduated. I got to spend most of a week on an island with these yahoos, acting as a poacher in their training scenarios. These were not scripted exercises. Pairs of trainees were given regions of the island to patrol, and I'd sneak into their territory on foot or maybe jump out of the back of a moving pickup at night with my favorite weapon (a sawed-off 12-gauge and a pocketful of blanks). I'd actually target a real deer (the island was loaded with 'em), "shoot it", then walk very slowly back to whatever landmark (like a cemetery) had been designated as the poacher's "house", stashing my gun and the imaginary game along the way. For the sake of realism, we had a road-killed deer and a bear that someone had shot out of season, so we had some real game to use. The wardens had to detect the poaching, locate likely suspects, and find weapons, game, etc to build their case. If they thought they had a case, I was handcuffed, put in the cruiser, and taken to "court" where the senior wardens would act as attorneys and judge and try to tear apart their case. It was pretty fun, even though things got a little too "realistic" at times. That trainee had no call whacking me with his mag-light! All I did was sweep-kick his legs out from under him and send him down during a night-time pursuit on foot.