After surveying the beautiful scenery outside, we ventured inside to learn a little bit about the history of the Lighthouse. It was erected in the late 1700s with permission of none other than our nation's first President, George Washington. The museum was very interesting, giving details about the evolution of the light, about the evolution of the country, about the invention of the Fresnel lens - the special lens that channels the light rays up to 22 miles away - and much more. A winding, narrow metal staircase leads to the top of the 10-story brick and cinderblock structure. You can peek out two windows along the way. Once at the top, you're rewarded with breathtaking, panoramic views of the point, but hold on tight in the gusty winds as you step outside. Legend has it that the house is haunted by Abigail, daughter to one of the original keepers of the light. She fell in love...her father frowned upon her relationship with the young man...the young man mysteriously disappeared one night never to be seen again. Was he buried in the Lighthouse walls? Is that what Abigail is looking for each night she walks the winding staircase to the top? To be continued...
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