The fog has been thick and the lighthouse is barely visable on its rock The light doesn't cut through the fog but the fog horn can be heard. The unlucky passengers and crew of the side-wheeler Brother Jonathan had neither lighthouse or foghorn to warn of their impending collision with the sharp, deadly sea stacks.
From Wikipedia
"On her last voyage, the ship ran into a heavy gale within hours after leaving San Francisco Bay and steaming north. Most of the passengers on board Brother Jonathan became seasick and were confined to their rooms by the continuing storm of "frightful winds and stormy seas". Early Sunday morning, 30 July 1865, the steamer anchored in Crescent City harbor on the first leg of its trip to Portland and Victoria, B.C. After leaving the safety of the bay that Sunday afternoon, the ship ran headfirst into more stormy conditions. The seas were so bad near the California-Oregon border that the captain ordered the ship turned around for the harbor of Crescent City.[1] Forty-five minutes later on that return and close to port, the ship struck the rock, tearing a large hole in its hull. Within five minutes, the captain realized the ship was going to sink and ordered the passengers and crew to abandon ship.
Despite having enough lifeboats to hold all of the people on board, only three boats were able to be deployed. Acts of courage and desperation, fear and self-sacrifice, were numerous.[9][10][11][12][2][3] The rough waves capsized the first lifeboat that was lowered and smashed the second against the vessel's sides. Only a single surfboat, holding eleven crew members, five women, and three children managed to escape the wreck and make it safely to Crescent City.
Among the victims were Brigadier General George Wright, the Union Commander of the Department of the Pacific; Dr. Anson G. Henry, Surveyor General of the Washington Territory, who was also Abraham Lincoln's physician and closest friend; James Nisbet, a well-known publisher, who wrote a love note and his will while awaiting his death; and Roseanna Keenan, a colorful San Francisco madam, who was traveling with seven "soiled doves". As a result of this tragedy, new laws were written to increase passenger-ship safety, including the ability of lifeboats to be released from a sinking ship.[13][14]
For its final voyage, crates of gold coins had been loaded on the vessel, including the annual treaty payments in gold for Indian tribes, Wells Fargo shipments consigned for Portland and Vancouver, and gold carried on board by the passengers. A large ship's safe safeguarded valuable jewelry, more gold coins, and gold bars. The gold alone was valued at $50 million in today's dollars.[Note 2] Divers and ships began searching for the sunken treasure two weeks after the disaster, but despite the attempts of numerous salvors, for over 125 years, the ship's treasure of gold and artifacts remained one of the Pacific's great secrets."
if you want to know more the wikipedia page is
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brother_Jonathan_(steamer)
and oddly it was almost a century before our other big disaster, the March 1964 Tsunami which dug up the tombstones and graves and shattered them so there are some of the stones at the 9th street park here in town now
Challenge words were
nighttime wonders
and
grave
Three good things
1. You can't find me at find a grave . com
2. my son got three job offers to choose from
3. I live in a day with pretty good navigation and lighthouses
