Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Fri June 25 & Sat June 26: Montauk to Sag Harbor mooring ball + day in Sag Harbor

In which we go TO THE HAMPTONS! ...

We awoke Friday morning AGAIN to fog.  At our anchorage on Lake Montauk we could barely see 100 feet away from the boat.  Moist air meets cold ocean - nature in action.

 

Do you see the shoreline?  Nope - us either...

However, we are now under time pressure to get to Port Washington by Thursday to meet the kids (young adults), who are coming to visit - so we decided to go no matter what. Our nerves haven't been jangled in a couple of days now ...

By 10 am visibility was good enough to pull up the anchor and move S L O W L Y  (in our little traveling 100 ft bubble of no fog) back out the channel into LIS.  We turned on the radar, and used AIS to keep a sharp watch for other boats.  We also followed protocol and turned on the boat foghorn function which, every 2 mins, automatically blasts the boat horn. This immediately took care of the nerve complacency issue (see above) as we got the wits scared out of us every two minutes when the horn went off.  You do the math -  3 hour trip, 180 minutes divided by 2 minutes, that means about 90 blasts of the horn.

Rick had calculated that the further away we got from open ocean, and the higher the sun rose, the more our visibility would improve.  I love when he is right (which is alarmingly often)  We only came across one other boat (no one else was dumb enough to be out, which we had counted on) so, other than deafness, a successful outcome.  And we learned a lot about the boat and ourselves.  Neuro-plasticity baby! 


Entrance to Sag outer harbor - picturesque lighthouse.  Yada Yada...

This eastern end of Long Island is a famous summering location for the well-to-do  - and Sag Harbor is part of the area called The Hamptons, so we pretended that we were posh in order to fit in.  Even a mooring ball is expensive, more than we would have paid for a marina down south. If we were truly posh (which is an ocean-liner related acronym, if you didn't already know - Port Out Starboard Home) we would not be fretting over the cost of things. It's hard to understand how there is so much $$ in the world, and how unevenly it is distributed.

We got organized, put down the dinghy, re-mortgaged the house and headed for lunch at The Dockside restaurant.   Sag Harbor is a cute town, busy with locals and tourists, and with terrible traffic.  Remember traffic?  That 2019 thing?

We took a walk down to the local public beach so we can get our small sample of NY sand (we collect a small vial of sand from each state/country we visit) and then strolled up and down the streets.

Cute store - not sure what it sells though.

I have a love of wooden buoys, thanks to a childhood in ME.

This tells you everything you need to know about the Hamptons. If you don't recognize this brand then you are my kind of people.

The Sat fog/drizzle did not deter us from checking out the local Farmers Market - it was small but we did manage to find a couple of overpriced things to buy; although Rick is skeptical that the tomatoes were really grown locally at this time of the year.  Then Rick needed a hardware store, because of course he did. While he did that I ran the (more) important bakery errand:

 

Waiting for Rick to come out of the hardware store.
STILL WAITING...

Also important to our survival are grocery stores.  Our favorite store was Schiavoni's Market - just an amazing place full of things you didn't know you needed, but immediately had to have.  The cheese, prepared foods and bakery sections were to die for.  And I know from bakeries.

Heading back to the boat at about 5:30, we readied ourselves for yet another beautiful sunset and a quiet evening.   We have been watching the new Anne of Green Gables series on Netflix.  It's a good show but a bit darker than previous versions  - which probably makes it more realistic.  We are enjoying it very much. 

How the rich people spend their nights.


 

 



1 comment:

  1. The donuts...you had to make sure they were, uhm, ok to eat, right? I hand empty bakery bags (crumbs only) to grocery cashiers frequently.

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