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In 2013-2014, I worked as a relief lighthouse keeper for a year on the coast of British Columbia. I traveled by boat and helicopter into these stations and stayed for a length of time. Each station is different. There was always one principal keeper and I would be there to do the duties of the assistant keeper. We each had our own house. As romantic as it sounds, we did not live in the light;) This blog chronicles some of my adventures and the history of these remote locations.
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These photos are so wonderful. I'm feeling rather jealous right about now. Although, we had a fantastic thunderstorm at midnight last night. D's been saying West-coasters don't get storms, so he got his response! Keep up the blogging! (And hope your ribs heal soon.)
Thank you Linnea. It is rather lovely here whatever the weather. It's something about the sea. ~Wendy
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