Crescent City is the last coastal town of any size before crossing the border into Oregon. Its an old fishing town and nobody seems to have much money, but its surrounded by incredible natural beauty. There are several state parks surrounding the town, as well as Redwood National Park.
The RV park we stayed in was right on the beach. The dog and I took a walk before breakfast every morning.
The beach is situated between the harbor and Battery Point Lighthouse.
Wildflowers were everywhere on the bluffs above the beach.
The Coast Guard has a station which was visible from our window.
The crabbing and fishing boats are a constant stream. The boats line up between two buoys at the harbor entrance when returning home.
They’re guided by these lights on the field next to the RV park.
Sunsets are muted here most days. There is usually a fog bank.
Below the lighthouse there’s a breakwater and a fishing pier. I got an eerie feeling walking on the breakwater as there are signs warning of sleeper waves.
Rumiano Cheese has been made here since the 1920’s. I dropped some money in their retail shop.
Crescent City actually has two lighthouses. St. George Reef Lighthouse is no longer used, and is off shore.
Battery Point Lighthouse has tours on the weekends. Its manned by people who volunteer to stay for a month at a time. This would be interesting, especially in the winter when the storms are bad. I’d like to do that. We took as many pics of it as we did of our firstborn child.
Sunsets are intense and dramatic on the other side of town, which looks directly out to the Pacific.
Still, I loved the sherbet colored skies of the harbor best. Goodby Lighthouse. It was wonderful to know you.