More on Point Salines and a friend reunited

Really I should have written this post before the Point Salines one because I wouldn't have written about it at all without a certain person's influence.

My brother reunited me with an old friend from Grenada a likkle while ago and recently we have been chatting late into the early mornings on Skype. He's a bad influence because he can talk for...well....Canada and Grenada put together and keeps me up late.

He tells a good story though, and can always find a way to 'mek a long story short' and by this he doesn't really mean making it shorter, what he really means is....be prepared cos this is going to tek a while......

The photo I used of Point Salines is one that a friend of his had put on facebook, so credit for the photo goes elsewhere. This is another view, and the height above sea level is easier to understand from this one.


I have done a likkle research of my own and found these pictures on the web too. This is an old postcard so I haven't got a clue who this person is!When I told my friend that I had written about the lighthouse he had his own memories of visits there.

He can remember such detail too. Back in the days of the Trinidad to Grenada race over 40++ years ago his father, who worked for the radio broadcasting corporation, used to take him and his brother down to the point in the early morning to report live, on the radio, of the yachts crossing the line.

He and his brother were left to their own devices and used to climb the rickety old winding wooden staircase up to the top of the lighthouse tower and watch the approaching yachts from the railings on the gallery outside, whilst his father broadcasted details on the radio.

He remembers that there was an old tea kettle filled with paraffin or what ever the lamp used to be lit with, with the wick hanging out of the spout. He remembers the smell of the lantern room and the hissing of the lens as it rounded the lamp again and again.

He remembers being so young that he and his brother would push down past tourists and other visitors trying to climb to the top up that old staircase.

This photo below is of the airport and of what is left of the point now. the lighthouse stood on a much larger cliff than the small outcrop on the right side of this photo.

This is all that's left.....just an almost unrecognisable bit of the lantern on some concrete pillar that doesn't do the old piece of history any justice at all. What a shame......