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Trip to Dead Horse Bay
Went out to Dead Horse Bay Saturday with my buddy Jim.
Jim being intrepid
Our goal: to see the huge flock of scaup (20,000 or so) gathering from various places in NY harbor so they can head back north together. Also saw oystercatchers, brant geese, American black ducks, and a single merganser, looking indignant as only mergansers can. My camera's not powerful enough to capture the birds at a distance, except for this one photo, when the flock came in close.
tiny fragment of huge scaup flock
boulder and ghostly tree
The beach at Dead Horse Bay is famous for glass and ceramic debris going back a hundred years. New bits and pieces wash up all the time.
Also, about half a dozen boats are in various stages of dereliction on the sand, though it's unclear whether they were abandoned there, or elsewhere and they washed up there.
barnacles on abandoned boat
graffiti on abandoned boat
It was a cold day, but boy, it was fun.
(Click on any photo to see more on Flickr.)
Jim being intrepid
Our goal: to see the huge flock of scaup (20,000 or so) gathering from various places in NY harbor so they can head back north together. Also saw oystercatchers, brant geese, American black ducks, and a single merganser, looking indignant as only mergansers can. My camera's not powerful enough to capture the birds at a distance, except for this one photo, when the flock came in close.
tiny fragment of huge scaup flock
boulder and ghostly tree
The beach at Dead Horse Bay is famous for glass and ceramic debris going back a hundred years. New bits and pieces wash up all the time.
Also, about half a dozen boats are in various stages of dereliction on the sand, though it's unclear whether they were abandoned there, or elsewhere and they washed up there.
barnacles on abandoned boat
graffiti on abandoned boat
It was a cold day, but boy, it was fun.
(Click on any photo to see more on Flickr.)
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