A series by Suzanne-Jo Leff Patterson
The squabble
Latitude - 34° 01' 44’’ S Longitude
- 25° 42' 04 '' E
As essential as
the stars which glide across the night skies are guiding beacons to the
mariner, so too are the sweeping beams from lighthouses as they guide mariners
safely along their coastal paths to their ports of destination. Many a captain, on sighting a lighthouse after
hours of darkness, wild weather and high seas, would have felt a profound sense
of relief in knowing that the lighthouse was manned by a vigilant Lighthouse
Keeper.
Christmas-time was
no different, as mariners went about their business and Lightkeepers maintained
their routines of performing their duties.
Japie Greeff spent
a number of Christmas seasons stationed at Cape Recife Lighthouse on the southern tip of Algoa Bay in the Eastern Cape . The Head Lightkeeper on Christmas Day would
often allow Keepers to
lunch with their families and sometimes
spend the rest of their shift at their cottages, but they knew they would always
have to remain watchful to shipping movements.
Prior to the establishment of the manned light and often bathed in
swirling mists and ghostly atmosphere, Cape Recife has claimed many victims on the deadly spine of
rocks of Thunderbolt Reef, named after the steam-driven man o’ war, HMS
Thunderbolt, which ran onto the reef in 1847.
During its
lifetime, Cape Recife Light appears to have been an ill-fated Lighthouse and after
Lighthouse Keeper G Feather resigned in 1855, a strange pattern emerged. Subsequent to his departure, Lighthouse
Keepers up until 1870 were appointed . .
. then dismissed. Lighthouse Keeper A. Thompson resigned in 1871
and the Lightkeeper in 1872 absconded. A
number of Light Keepers between 1949 and 1972 died at the Lighthouse. Added to this intrigue, although the date is
unclear, but thought to be in the 1900s, three Lighthouse Keepers had a
squabble whilst working on hoisted scaffolding and two of them fell to their
deaths from the balcony of the tower.
Japie Greeff tells
us of his own personal experiences whilst stationed at Cape Recife Lighthouse
from 1986 – 1990.
‘During my nightshift and after my hourly inspection had
been completed around the buildings, I went back to my office and sat down in
my chair to relax when I was startled by a loud bang. I got up to investigate the origin of the
noise and noticed the galvanised dustbin lid lying right across the other side
of the building. The dustbin itself was
dancing from side-to-side, as if someone was trying to tip it over. I stood
there in absolute disbelief. There was no explanation to account for this
strange occurrence. Suddenly, I was
struck by the thought of those two Lighthouse Keepers who had died at Cape Recife ,
having fallen from a scaffold. Could
this be the two Keepers still squabbling? I called their names out loud and said, ‘Leave
me alone! I am here to do my job as
Lighthouse Keeper and I have no part in your difference of opinion. If you wish to continue to be quarrelsome, go
elsewhere!’ All was quiet for the rest
of the shift!
The next day I told my
colleague about the night’s disturbances and he just smiled and said that he
would often go out and tell them to shut up!
I soon became familiar with
this ‘ghost business’ as these two could not settle down to each other.’
Will we ever know what caused the dissatisfaction? Why were these two still in a state of
quarrelsome disagreement?
Just perhaps, this Christmas, it may come to pass that these two
Lighthouse Keepers will put their history behind them and find harmony and agreement,
or perhaps, they are already well on their way to resolving their discord by
amicably agreeing to disagree in the mistiness of Cape Recife Lighthouse.
Inspired writing - beautiful and entertaining!
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