Another very active area is near Parkfield close to the central coast.
There is a seismograph close to Mission San Juan Bautista and it shows
constant motion.
I was in my office building three stories up in February of 2001 when the
Nisqually Earthquake happened. It was a magnitude 6.8 earthquake where the
epicenter was only about an hour and a half from me. A huge framed (more
long than it was wide) picture of the downtown skyline started falling off
the wall and it was headed straight towards my forehead as I felt the rumble
under my feet. I sort of halfway caught it and then it "jumped" from my arms
like I was holding a frog and I just told myself "Screw it...I don't care
what happens to the damned thing. It's just a picture". The frame was
dented, but the glass didn't shatter.
Most of the people in the office who were screaming and freaking out had
children, however. The kids were all the way at school or were in day care,
yet when something like that happens, I guess you automatically scream out
your child's name, it's just a force of habit. It was *not* fun, yet for
some reason, even though books and little flower pots were falling all over
the place, I felt like none of us were going to die, and we're (from my
office at least) still alive. I was more concerned about glass shattering
than things falling over, really. It was very hard to remain in the same
place even under a table or desk, though. It's like you kept on losing your
footing. It felt like that scene in the Wizard of Oz for at least 32 seconds
when I finished counting. We always joke here in WA state that it sucks to
have Earthquakes, but at least we don't have to suffer Tornadoes and
Hurricanes.
I wound up with some cracks in the doorway near my kitchen and one in the
cupboard of a bathroom from that quake. A clock fell over and stopped
keeping correct time, but other than that, I got lucky. My best friend had
recently finished paying off a television that cost about a thousand
dollars, it fell *out* of her TV Cabinet in her third floor apartment,
landed straight in one piece with no shattered parts/glass on the living
room floor, yet the color tube never worked again, leaving her with a big,
huge B&W television that worked perfectly, yet gave no color. She replaced
it about a week later with a much cheaper model and said she'd never buy
anything that belongs in an armoire that was that expensive again.
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JN