Long Point Lighthouse

 August 1, 2023

Peytons Woods CG site 11

Twillingate, NL

Ooops!  I guess Dad should have put the awning back out after washing the rig.  Either that, or stowed the chairs under the nose.  We had some rain last night and our chairs and stools are now wet.  Maybe we will get the promised sun later today so they will dry out.

Today’s adventure is the Light House on Long Point. 

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uth dropping,  beautiful scenery from high on the banks/cliffs as we look out on the water and rocks below. 

Uncle Steve was capturing that perfect shot.

And who should we run into but the group from the table that were sitting next to us last night at the dinner theatre.  So we took turns with our cameras....a shot of us 

and a shot of them.  They are from Ontario but have visited Sarasota, Fl.

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This is a shorter light house as its location is high on a cliff which already adds some height. 

Only 55 steps if you want to venture to the top. Uncle Steve and Aunt Carol decided to do just that.

Downstairs, in what once served as the light keeper’s residence, is a display full of information that Ken, our tour guide shared with us as he led us around the building’s interior.  The old fog horns were on display along with the old morse code radio that communicated with the ships as well as the voice system that took its place.  The large communication flags were on display as well.  It was hard to envision carrying that heavy 5 gallon kerosene container up to the top of the lighthouse to refuel the lights every 8 hours.  It was a heavy responsibility resting on the lighthouse keeper’s shoulders.  Now, with automation and computers, the task is much different. 

An attempt to mine copper was made in the early years.  $225,000 was spent on mining equipment.  The local men were knowledgeable about fishing, so men were brought in to mine.  Three boats of copper were sent out.  One was to an unknown destination.  One ship was destroyed on the rocks.  The third boat landed in New York and sat for a year with its load still on board.  The venture never materialized into anything profitable. 

Next to the lighthouse, sharing the same parking lot was a fudgery.  Souvenirs and numerous flavors of fudge were available to be purchased.

This island, Newfoundland, used to be quite isolated.  In the 1940’s, very few children were educated beyond the lower grades.  Many fishmen and boat makers couldn’t read or write as formal education was not a priority at that time.  Knowledge for survival and how to live off the environment was passed down by parents and grandparents.  It was a life for the hardy.

They refer the Newfoundland as 'the rock', but it appears that you can still maintain nice, lush landscaping.

Today Momma whipped up another batch of wheat bread using the Robin Hood wheat flour that she loves to bake with.  I was hoping that she would turn her back or get distracted so I could sample some, as that smell was so enticing, but alas, it never happened.  And then to make matters even worse, she sent Dad over the Aunt Carol's with some bread.  I think I should have gone over with him.  Aunt Carol can never say 'no' to me and I'm certain I could have scored some of that delicious, warm bread from her.

I'm Chloe