The Door at Turn Point
Yesterday we hiked to Turn Point, a ritual pilgrimage to a magical place. This westernmost headland on Stuart Island overlooks the border between the US and Canada, as well as swirling tides, many whales, lots of ship traffic and spectacular views. It is a natural location for a lighthouse, and on the bluff there are well preserved Victorian buildings that must have housed a lighthouse keeper and his crew. But there is no lighthouse anymore.
We knew from the charts that there was a navigation light marking the point, and yesterday I went looking for it. I found it atop the odd building in the sketch above. I felt as if I had entered a painting by Magritte or Max Ernst. This building is only four feet square - where does the door go? Out the other side is a steep drop into the sea, and Canada and the Pacific Ocean and the rest of the world.