There is something very nostalgic about lighthouses. They evoke the seafaring ways of days gone by ... or some such like that. The thought of a little lighthouse on a rocky coast with a loyal and trustworthy operator keeping ships safe from the perils of the sea. I'll stop there, you get the idea. There were several along the Oregon coast we visited.
What I'll tell you is it's hard to get a good shot of a lighthouse up close. Especially one that's crowded with visitors all trying to get the perfect shot as well. I tried from a number of perspectives. Then I just gave up and stuck with the long shots.
This is Val, the Yaquina Head Lighthouse volunteer. She had some coast-scopes (telescopes trained on the seals and the birds on the coast) set up for people to look through. The seals were interesting but the Cormorants were my favorite to look at. Lucky no one was behind me in line and Val said it was my tax dollars at work and I could look as long as I wanted.
There weren't any volunteers like her at the Haceta Head lighthouse. But there was a cute boy. Whose mom's carried him up the path to the lighthouse when his legs had just as much as they could take. To his credit my legs got a little tired too. I was going to ask Chris to give me a piggyback ride but thought better of it.
My favorite shot of Haceta head lighthouse was from seal cave on down the road a bit. Looking at it through the mist and fog make you appreciate the need of a good navigational aid.