Jersey Shore Lighthouses part 2


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On the Shore at Sea Girt (click to enlarge)

Tim walking the shore line (click to enlarge)

Laurel & Elizabeth "shell hunting" (click to enlarge)

Checking out the "finds" (click to enlarge)

A little cool & windy (click to enlarge)

 

 

Another view of the Green Dragon - sushi with eel & avacado (click to enlarge)

The Green Dragon at 7:30 pm (click to enlarge)

 

We finally made our way back to Flanders, and ate dinner at one of the local restaurants.  We ordered a sushi appetizer called the “green dragon.”  It consisted of rice, eel and avocado, among other things…interesting presentation.  We each ordered a different martini, and by 9:30 we were back home relaxing after our trip.

There are many miles of sand beaches along the shore.  We took a few minutes out of “our tight schedule” to collect sea shells.  We found mostly clams and mussels, but there was an occasional exception.  Laurel went back to the car to get some plastic bags…and we began to collect and collect…reminded me of the old rock hunting days…. 

While we collected a lot of shells that afternoon, we had to make decisions as to which shells would be “shell-worthy”...that is which shells would make it back to Austin with Tim and Laurel.

As we made our way to Long Beach to reach the final lighthouse, at Barnegat Bay, we saw something that you only see on Television.  A woman was parked on the street with her door wide open and reaching for something in the back seat…and the older woman driving in front of us hit her car door.   Surprisingly the door didn’t come off its hinges…if it had; the woman in the parked car would have been seriously hurt.  As we drove off, we heard her scream, “…you ##$%@!!! so we knew she was OK.

The original lighthouse at Barnegat was built in 1824, but was restored by Lt. Meade 30 years later.  Later Meade gained notoriety for overseeing the Union forces at Gettysburg during the American Civil War. 

This lighthouse is also called “Old Barney” and is the tallest lighthouse built along the Atlantic coast.  It was de-commissioned in 1927 when modern navigation tools made lighthouses obsolete. 

As we walked down the boardwalk an old fisherman approached us with a story about a guy released from prison after 20 years:  

A woman spotted him in a pub, and being somewhat interested in him started a conversation.  She soon learned that he had been in jail for 20 years, so she asked, “Why were you in prison for 20 years?”  He looked at her and said, “You’re not going to like hearing this, but it was because I killed my wife.”   The woman paused, and then said, “So I take it that you’re single?”

 

Tallest lighthouse on Atlantic (click o enlarge)

Quite a view (click o enlarge)

Elizabeth on the boardwalk (click o enlarge)

Looking skyward (click o enlarge)

The local ecology (click o enlarge)

Getting ready to see Old Barney (click o enlarge)

5:00 o'clock and getting ready to leave. (click o enlarge)

 

It was a beautiful afternoon with temperatures in the high 50s.  Right behind us was a Russian family who just caught a 30+ inch striped bass.  It was so big that it didn’t fit in the ice chest.  Below are the final pictures taken of our few days together.  They were taken at our home in Flanders and photographed by Tim.

Mike Smith (click to enlarge)

Elizabeth and Laurel - another view (click to enlarge)

Daughter and Father (click to enlarge)