Before we leave, here are some of the last pictures I took. Above is the Arch Stone that was original to the building, telling when it was erected and who the engineer was. This lighthouse is fortunate to have this because just a few years later they stopped putting in an engraved arch stone above the door of lighthouses. Frank is on his way down from his duty in the lantern room.
Looking down the free standing spiral stairs that go up to the lantern room. These stairs are over 130 years old and are original to the lighthouse.
The five pictures below were taken by our co hosts Pat and Jack. The shadow of the lighthouse is an awesome picture and the day time picture of the back side of the light house makes it look really lonesome.
Lighthouse at dusk and second picture when light signal is at it’s brightest. The signal at Cape Blanco is a 20 second signal. Two seconds bright and 18.2 just light. It is at its brightest when the light shines out the middle of the bulls eye on the lantern.
Our co hosts Pat and jack all dressed up in period costume. We didn’t have to do that this year. They have been hosts here at Cape Blanco eight different summers and one year they did dress up to give the tours.
It’s not all work—this is our final get-together with other hosts at the different parks in the area. We had a really nice day and ate our snacks outside. But we did have the food inside in order to keep it all warm. We plugged in the crock pots and used the “utility shed” for our pot luck.
Some of us ate inside because there was a little wind, the hardy ones ate outside.
At the corner of Cape Blanco Road and Hwy 101 there were many cranberry bogs. Below is a picture of Frank at the edge of one of the bogs. The cranberries grow on low growing bushes, reminded me of heather with tiny leaves. Up close you can see the cranberries on the bush. The bogs are not filled with water yet—that comes in Oct and Nov when they harvest them. We would have loved to have been able to see a bog harvested, but we left too early.
If you notice above, even in the sunshine, Frank and I were always in sweatshirts and windbreakers.
One of the perks of being on the coast this time of the year is that the huckleberries are ripe. I spent many hours picking these little bitty berries. Above you can see that the bushes are full of berries and below you can see me picking the bushes.
It takes about 4 cups of berries to make one pie, and about 3 hours to pick the berries an hour to clean off all the stems and leaves, a little over an hour to cook it and just a few minutes to enjoy a yummy piece of pie!
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