When we visit an estate for the first time and the family warns us "there's a basement", we never know what to expect. Sometimes they look like the set of a horror film. Sometimes I wish I was wearing a hazmat suit. Most of the time they really are filled with junk and not the good kind, and then there's basements like the one at this Camas estate. As I walked down the stairs it gave me the same feeling as Christmas mornings as a child. So many great things, I didn't know what I wanted to...