Test 018
Reading Practice: The Lighthouse Museum
Reading Text
The white tower stands on the edge of the cape, where the land ends and the water begins. For one hundred and thirty years it guided ships past a line of hidden rocks. Since 2011 the building has been a museum, and every year thousands of people climb its one hundred and twelve steps to look at the sea from above.
The spiral staircase is narrow, and the stone walls are cool even in summer. Halfway up, a glass case holds the keeper's logbook, which he filled in every day for almost forty years. While he was writing the evening entry, he often noted the wind, the colour of the sky and the names of ships that passed. Some pages are hard to read now, because the ink has faded.
The fog horn stands in a small room below the lamp. It was used on days when the light could not reach far enough, and its deep sound travelled several kilometres across the bay. If the fog comes down quickly, the guide still switches the horn on for a few seconds, and the whole tower seems to shake.
From the top platform visitors can see the harbour, the fishing boats and, on clear days, a second cape far to the south. If the weather were always this good, the keeper wrote in one entry, the job would be easy. The wind, however, decides everything here.
The question that visitors ask most often is simple: how did anyone live here in winter? The answer is in the same logbook. Food and letters were brought by boat once a month, and in stormy weeks the family stayed inside, repaired tools and read. Nobody, the guide says, has ever described those months as boring.