We took a garbage run with Dungeness Wildlife Refuge caretakers out to the lighthouse, which is 5 miles out on a spit of beach.  It was pristine. There’s an active Friends group and have restored the quarters and tower. The brass glistened. The original lens is gone.  They have a keeper program where people pay to stay for a week. I forgot to take photos. Here’s a link to a beautiful one on the internet. 

Our makeshift tiny house is just dandy. 

  
We’re poised and waiting for the right combination of tide and weather to head out to Protection Island.  In the meantime we shop for food and enjoy looking at the Olympic Mountains.