Apparently officially a district of Port Adelaide, I opted to call it a separate place. Founded as a holiday resort in 1878, the name was actually from the area's first hotel, *then* became a government signaling station. It thrived as a resort town until the 1930s, when it got quiet, then touristy, bringing us to today.

A lovely little sign, as signs go. And oh-so-blue, too.	Once a Baptist church, this place is now only saving clothes from the rubbish bin.	Semaphore sits alongside the Pacific Ocean, so it seems only fair to get a photo of it.
After talking a walk out onto the jetty, you'll come back. When you do, you have a view like this one.	If you're going to live here, you may as well over look the water. Bonus for a salmon-colored home.	After running away a few times, it seems they first built a fence, then a cage, to keep the car at home.