Yeah basically. I guess it’s mostly me on personal nightmare fuel… The turbine output chute of the dam I grew up with was so rapid and voluminous that standing next to it was like being caught in a tsunami and the white water extended hundreds of meters from the dam. I spent a lot of time in the river in boats and jetskis and there were a number of signs and buoys ominously warning of certain death.

The scale of it all was quite terrifying to my young mind as I imagined all the unseeable hazards beneath the water’s surface, on which it capitalized during my sleeping moments.