Monday, May 18, 2009

Savannah Harbor Light

It has been a little over a year since my last posting. I often thought about writing a new blog but was always too busy or figured that my ramblings were of no interest. Life has been interesting and taken a turn that I did not expect. In January of 08, I met a lady in Florida. A long story short we connected and she agreed to come to Rhode Island for the summer. We went back to Florida at the end of last October. We married this past valentine's day. when we started to get serious, I asked her to name some places that she always wanted to visit. I figured we would go to someplace in Europe. Nope! She after two days asked to visit Niagara Falls and to tour Savannah. Niagara falls was visited last September as we were on our way to Michigan.

We decided to tour Savannah on our way North in early April. I have a very dear Navy buddy that lives near Savannah. We stayed with them and went into Savannah for the trolley tour. This was my third time and her first. The trolley allows easy on-off at designated stops for the day. We did all the touristy stops, the Juliet Low home, The Cathedral, the many homes with the intricate wrought iron fences. Even thought I had been here before, I never realized that there was a navigation light in Savannah proper. It is the Savannah Harbor light. As you can see it does not stand out as a typical light designed to aid navigation. It is an ornamental cast iron shaft overlooking the Savannah River located in Emmet Park. In 1858 the lighthouse board erected this beacon whose gas light shone from a focal plane of 77 feet. This light easily seen from the trolley as it passes by the park. The best way is to exit the trolley on River Street and walk up to the park. You can either walk up the cobble stone road or climb the century old stone stairs. We elected to climb the stairs but walked down the road. The stairs offer no railing and the risers are of varying heights.

River Street offers a blend of antique shops, touristy souvenir shops and variety of casual dining opportunities. This is also the location of the statue of the Savannah waving girl, Florence Marcus. As the story goes, she went down to the harbor daily to wave to the arriving ships waiting for her sailor to return. I expect that we will do the Savannah tour again. One day does not do justice to the many parks, homes and shops.

1 comment:

Jill said...

You take great pictures, Dad.