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Fog Horn


My first recollection of the sorrowful sound of a foghorn was on my wedding trip with Richie. We stayed at The Breakers motel in Morro Bay. The fog horn blows every eight seconds. I never ever hear one that I don't think of that foggy night in May eating dinner down at the wharf and walking in the swirling mists that made that big Morro Rock look so foreboding.

From Morro Museum: "The rock is so huge and of such magnetism that it has it's own weather system. Different weather patterns on the sides of Morro Rock produce microclimates that give rise to different ecosystems. Plant and animal communities vary depending on which side of the Rock they inhabit.

It is one of a collection of rocks that go inland. Although not immediately apparent, volcanic activity is an important chapter in the central coast story. About 25 million years ago molten rock rose through a series of cracks in the earth's crust on what is now the west coast of North America. The rock cooled into volcanic plugs, now exposed as a chain of peaks called The Morro's. These fourteen peaks are composed primarily of a granite called dacite. There are three morros in Morro Bay State Park: Cerro Cabrillo, Black Hill and Morro Rock.

Morro Rock, the last in a chain of long-extinct volcanoes, covers over 50 acres at its base and towers 576 feet above the entrance to Morro Bay. The local fishing industry is one of the most important along the California Coast. On the Embarcadero, you can shop, walk to Tidelands Park and play on the pirate ship, or simply sit and watch as the boats make their way to sea. Or if you have nothing else to do ... listen to the fog horn!"

In 1968 Morro Rock was declared a State Historical Landmark No.821. Years of quarrying had forever changed the shape of the monolith, though it still covered 50 acres at its base. Now, under the protecting wing of the government, the "Gibraltar of the Pacific" would be altered only by nature.

In 1976 we went back to Morro Bay, this time looking for a house that could be used as a rental until the time came for us to retire.

We looked in both Cambria Pines and Morro Bay. Each seemed ideal places to live for our retirement years. That is, until we found out that it takes 45 minutes by ambulance to get to San Luis Obispo Hospital. That dampened our hopes.

And that fog horn blowing every eight seconds was another discouragement.

We came home empty handed and bought Summit House on the re-bound so to speak! The rest is history.

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