This was my first lighthouse. Actually, that’s not true. The lighthouses that first interested me were on Cape Cod, but this was the first decent photo I took of them. It’s on the main island of the Farne Islands, where I went in 2006 by boat with Linda from Northumberland to see the birds nesting there. It was a grey, chilly day and I won’t bore you with bird bird photos, at least not with this post, but there were thousands of birds nesting on that island, mainly puffins and artic terns. It was quite a day, as it turned out that Linda was terrified of boats and was quaking in her boots all the way there and back. But we made it without incident and my love of lighthouses turned into a photographic quest.
Below you can see how the lighthouse looked as we were leaving the island, and within seconds after I took this photo, you couldn’t see it at all anymore.
But then, as we headed toward shore, we came across another lighthouse on a small uninhabited island, no more than a bit of rock jutting out into the water.
And then it too was gone.
Not more than 20 or 30 minutes later, we were back to the mainland.