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The Sand Hole -- Oyster Bay
In article ,
says...
your characterization of the usual, crowd there as "drunken
frat boys" is way off the mark.
you have been there, what once?
For nearly twenty years, at least once a month and often far more frequently on
two different sailboats.
Or, do *you* consider a 12 pack of beer a day as "normal"
Only a 12-pack? Do you pay that much attention to what people on other boats
are doing?
, and anyone over 25
to be an "old fart"?
Well, no. I'm 73 and certainly do not consider myself an old fart. I like
parties and people who party even if we are content to merely sit on our boat
cleaning out the spirit locker. In the old days it was even better, until the
place became part of a NY State park, big signs saying "NO!" went up all over
the place and bird huggers started patrolling the place to keep people and dogs
off the beach. In those days people would set up tent cities on the beach, have
huge bonfires and occasional fireworks and it was indeed wall-to-wall boats
with dragging, fouled anchors and all that. Used to be able to get a bushel of
oysters off the beach in fifteen minutes. But the bonfires, tent cities and the
oysters are gone leaving us nought but tepid silence and clams for raucous
partying. Even the helicopter that used to operate from the big house next to
the water has gone away.
But you do strike me as querulous old fart.
And in those nearly twenty years, I have seen and spoken many and many a
transient yacht headed north or south. Have given some of them charts and other
assistance.
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