The weather was inclement and I got pretty well rained on twice, but I guess if you’re gonna get rained on I’d rather be rained on while on Fire Island than in Queens! Specifically, these shots are from the Davis Park area of the island, further east than the Pines or the typical beach-tourist areas. Big ups to my friend Sam Shamoo for inviting me out for the day, and giving me a tour. I never realized how accessible the whole area is, until you have a way in. And then you realize it’s really right next door – reaffirming my belief in the awesomeness that is the East Coast and this Long Island I live on in particular (yes, Brooklyners, you live on Long Island too!). Because it was a weekday, and because the weather was iffy, that meant there was almost no stragglers on the beaches and throughout the trails, which was both wonderful and spooky.
Everybody on the island is especially friendly, and talkative, and it was pretty simple to strike up conversations in passing. After all, if you’re there – from the “main land” or in from the city – you clearly want to be there, you made the effort, and so you might as well enjoy yourself and the company around you.
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The western edge of the National Seashore – enacted September 11, 1964, this stretch of federally protected land is undeveloped, forever more.