Ole Cranky peeing into the waterfall at the world famous Madonna Inn. |
It's so famous................ |
...........even the gals came to check it out. |
The entire grounds were beautifully landscaped. |
and exceptionally well maintained |
A truly nice setting |
to relax in |
I really liked the water feature of the neighbor above the Inn |
Not a bad house either |
We had a nice light breakfast at Margies Diner |
Rick is the first person I have ever seen dip his fries in a strawberry shake for breakfast. How does that go when the cat's away....... |
Our main event today is a visit to the San Luis Lighthouse |
We were one minute late, but still managed to make the trolley |
Sherm, worked at this lighthouse for two years while he was in the Coast Guard |
There were several small animal holes |
and even one of the small animals |
nice trolley for the ride up to the lighthouse. |
Sherm worked here in 1962 and 1963. While here, he built the curb he has his foot on. |
Here's a close up of his fine craftsmanship |
There are two duplex houses on the property. One year Sherm lived in the left unit of this one. |
During the non CG years, the lighthouse keeper lived in this house and the actual light was part of the building. |
The pantry |
Dining room |
all of the fireplaces were coal fired. |
They even had official dinner ware |
I liked the crown molding. Not theirs, the rooms! |
All of the rooms were lit by kerosene during the early years. |
Sherm in one of the lighthouse keepers bedrooms. During the CG years, no one stayed in this house. They only maintained the light. |
One of the dressers, and the lovely chamber pot. |
One of three bedrooms |
Real nice views from most of the windows |
Looking down on the maintenance building that also stored the fog horns. |
All of the flammables were stored in this shed. |
After 1974 the old system was replaced with this automated one and the keepers were no longer needed. |
Such beautiful views from the yard. |
wear hearing protection |
This is the compressor that builds the air supply to drive the fog horns. |
back side of the fog horns |
front side |
second set |
This is the original fresnel lense |
The main and backup light source. |
The big weight connected to the cable is what rotates the lens kind of like a grandfather clock it had to be rewound every 4 hours. |
Rick confessed that he's a swinger |
I had to try it myself |
Time to take the trolley back |
If they couldn't see this buoy, they had to turn the fog horns on |
This was the only breakwater that I saw protecting Avila Bay |
Mostly just fishing and pleasure boats using the harbor these days. |
These tanks held rain water fed from some concrete collection chutes. This water was then fed into a couple of 50,000 gallon cisterns. |
Another view of the breakwater (Getty) |
There were boats anchored in several places throughout the bay. |
A pretty good view of Avila Beach city from across the bay. |
This is the third pier and we rode the bikes out there. They process some of the fish catch there as well serving it up in a nice restaurant. |
This is dog beach. You can have your dog here unleashed. Probably a good idea to be observant as to where you place your sunbathing towel. :) |
If I was this gal I would have been more observant as to what I was leaning over. |
These guys are what she was looking at |
I climbed down the stairs to get a better view but quickly retreated when one went for my toes! :) |
This building is on the end of the pier and houses the fish processing and restaurant. |
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Sherm wanted some fresh veggies |
Rick did buy and eat an ear of corn. |
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