Up the Lighthouse and Down into the Bat Cave
Feb. 26
The winds out of the north continue to assert their right to blow as long as they want…. Defying the usual weather patterns! So being teachers and scientists, we asserted our adaptability to the situation. On and upwards to the lighthouse!
Perhaps some of you have ventured all the way out to the Pt. Reyes lighthouse, or to the Pt. Bonita lighthouse in the Marin Headlands. They are unique icons of human communication between land and sea. In, I believe, the Pt. Reyes lighthouse is a unique Fresnel(?) lens that was delivered in pieces from France. Remember in the 3rd grade Light unit how we explored how glass can be curved to create lenses that magnify? Well, the San Salvador lighthouse has the same Fresnel lens, and I was so excited to climb the spiral stairs (in the pink chamber – like being inside of a conch shell!) to the top.
First you pop up into the round workspace, where the lighthouse keepers ascend every three hours during the night to fill the lamp with kerosene and to hand crank the gears that keep the light turning. Matches, oil cans, pliers, crank handle, and other implements were right at hand. You can walk out on a cat walk and get a view over most of the island. But then, I spied a ladder and up I went to the actual glass level, which the keepers keep clean and polished.
Back inside, I also climbed up to the level of the lantern with its huge mantle standing up right. If you’ve ever lit a gas lantern while camping, you know what I mean. The kerosene gas soaks the cloth “sock” and burns brightly when lit by a match. Except instead of a simple glass cylinder, this simple light shines through two pairs of HUGE lenses, and many pieces of precisely curved glass. You’ll see from my photos how they acted like prisms, even though the sun was not shining directly on them. The glass “windows” are covered in muslin curtains during the day, so that the sun shining through the lenses doesn’t start a bush fire! As the platform turns, the light “blinks” through the powerful lenses out to sea. Every lighthouse has a particular number of seconds between “blinks”, so during a dark night watch out at sea , you know which lighthouse you are spying. In my sailing days, these friendly “blinks” were our most welcome companions.
I wish you all could have explored this lighthouse with me - it was like stepping back in time, and brought back to mind all the lighthouse stories I’ve ever read. (do a search in the library and you’ll find them!) Of course, at our lighthouses they would never let us get near the lamp or the lenses, and they are all automated. They also wouldn’t have beautiful shells set out on a bench with a hand painted “Shells for Sale” sign. (I plan to hike back tomorrow!)
The next adventure found us cutting downhill on a brushy trail to descend into the “Lighthouse Bat Cave”. Outside the entrance, we stripped down to our swimsuits and grabbed our waterproof flashlights before lowering ourselves down a ladder into a hole in the earth. Once inside, huge caverns with hanging stalactites opened up in several directions. Soon we were wading, then dogpaddling, in the warm salty water, from room to tunnel to room. All around and above us were huge carved openings, mounds, cones, and cool shapes. We were basically in a sand dune turned to stone. Remember, 4th graders, how we saw diagrams of how rain water (slightly acidic) can dissolve the calcium in limestone? Well, I actually got to run my hands over the smooth shapes that were the result. Before long, we detected the bat presence. Specifically, the cute little duffy nosed flower bats. Can you guess by their name what they look like and what role they serve in helping plants?
The bats endured my flashlight long enough so that I got a really good look at them hanging upside looking back at me (thinking: “shut that thing off, will ya?” ) I went back as far as I could and found a huge chamber at the end of the cave. Rejoining the group, we all shut off our flashlights and reveled in the sensation of pitch blackness. Floating out, our bodies dark in the blue illuminated water, under fantastical sculptures all around, I fully experienced what it means to learn with all of your senses. I hope that you get to experience special caves in your future, too!
This afternoon we took beach profile measurements. Why? To see if the movement of sand over and around the coral reefs is related to the changes in the sandy beaches. Using poles, meter sticks, string, levels (the air bubble rests in the center when level), we recorded the changes in the beach elevation (its profile) in 2 meter sections. We started at the top of the beach and measured section by section down into the waves. First we measured the windy side (too wild for snorkeling or fish surveys – next time!), then we took a shortcut over a hump to the calm, quiet side. After measuring, we went beach combing (the others found all the good shells …) and swimming. As usual, we had the deserted beach all to ourselves, to share with little black mussels clinging to the undersides of rocky ledges emerging from the waves and golden sand. Such beauty and grandeur!
Perhaps I’ll speak with some of you on Skype in the science room. Have your questions ready!
In friendly batsqueaks,
Ann Batmama Brown




