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| Location | Holy Island, Anglesey, Wales |
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| Coordinates | 53°18′24″N 4°41′58″W / 53.30667°N 4.69944°W / 53.30667; -4.69944 |
| Year first constructed | 1809 |
| Automated | 1983 |
| Height | 28 m (92 ft) |
| Focal height | 60 m (200 ft) |
| Range | 24 nmi (44 km) |
| Characteristic | White Flash every 10 seconds |
| Fog signal | One second Blast every 30 seconds (range of 2 nmi (3.7 km)) |
The South Stack Lighthouse has warned passing ships of the treacherous rocks below since its completion in 1809. The 28 m (91 ft) lighthouse was designed by Daniel Alexander and the main light is visible to passing vessels for 28 miles, and was designed to allow safe passage for ships on the treacherous Dublin - Holyhead - Liverpool sea route. It provides the first beacon along the northern coast of Anglesey for east-bound ships. It is followed by lighthouses, fog horns and other markers at North Stack, Holyhead breakwater, The Skerries, the Mice and at the north-east tip of the island Trwyn-Du. The lighthouse is operated remotely by Trinity House. It has been visited by the team at Most Haunted.
Visitors can climb to the top of the lighthouse and tour the engine room and exhibition area. The lighthouse is open seasonally.
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