Long Beach, Again!

Manhattan, seen from the Whitestone bridge.

Finn buried in the sand.

Governors Island

Finn and I went to Governors Island, which is now a national park. We got on the ferry at the Battery. It's free, and runs every hour from 10 a.m.



Some pilings at the ferry slip.

The Staten Island Ferry is right next door. You can take the 1 train right to it.

Leaving Manhattan behind.

As we arrive at the island, a cormorant looks on.

Tree-lined street.
The tip of Manhattan from Governors Island.

Finn on the island on a bike with no name. Oh hahahHAHhahahah...
Details of Fort William.


A behemoth cruise ship docked in Brooklyn.
Places to relax.

As we left, I noticed the vent for the Brooklyn-Battery tunnel.

Gull where the cormorant was earlier.

Detail of ferry terminal.

I have no idea what this means. There was 'art' all over the place on the island, even on the ferry.
Guinevere*.

*if you understand the allusion, I'll buy you a pizza.

Paddling On the Hudson

Today some friends from work and I paddled on the Hudson. They had Kayaks, I had a canoe. It was tough going for the tide was coming in strong and the waves coming down the Hudson were rather large. Then there was the wind.

Gerry and Junior get ready to go from Waryas Park.




That's Junior in front of the Walkway Over the Hudson.

Gerry.

Finn, in my canoe. Nice face, kid.

Gerry and Don.
Roggie.

Don helps Roger bail his kayak. He spilled twice, and we had to make sure he lost as much water as possible to prevent a third tip.

Haze

On a clearer day you can see the mountains all around the Ashokan Reservoir. Today it was very hazy, and I think the area around the reservoir got some thunderstorms after we left.




We drove across the reservoir after tubing the Esopus and walking around Woodstock.

A Day At the Beach

A crappy day at the beach beats a good day at work any day. We went to Long Beach, NY and met with some friends.

Cara and her friend Brianna played in the sand.


Andy and Maureen showed up with their son, Colin.

A haggard horseshoe crab showed up. He was being hounded by some gulls as if they knew he was going to die soon. Judging by the growth on him, he seems old.


Pictures of rocks in the jetty.
These are some fishing vessels along the back bay at Point Lookout.

The ride home, taken with a wide-angle lens.

Message For British Petroleum

I hope your stock plummets. I hope you go bankrupt. I hope someone sneaks into your house and puts oil in your water tank, then when you ask to get it out the plumber tells you five different ways he's going to try and stop it while it flows all over your floor.

Cara Tries the Ladder Climb