Thanksgave.

Sonic Youth's Washing Machine 1995 and the County Dump parking lot

Look at that photo of Kim and Thurston running in the parking lot of what is now The Movies at Mastic. This photo was taken while the shopping center sat dormant after the demise of The County Dump. That place really needs to fix their parking lot. Really.

Ronaldino y Ronaldino Beering and Steering the Carmens River

Ronaldino y Ronaldino come down the Carmens River, cross The Great South Bay, paddle west to Old Inlet, set up camp in Fire Island for the night, early paddle around the Mastic peninsula and then up the Forge River. 25 miles of waterways and 2 days of muscle usage.

Short Sales = Waterviews for under $150,000

http://www.retothemax.com/view/short-sales/Mastic-Beach?PageSize=20&Page=38&SearchType=407&

Think about this...waterviews for cheap, cheap, cheap. If I was doing this beach house buying thing all over this is what I would be looking into. Look at the views. Staring right at the bay, challenging Fire Island to a staring match. I'm jealous. You can literally, take your surf board, paddle across the bay, walk across Fire Island and dip into the ocean. You don't need a boat, a car, or a helicopter to be in the ocean, just large paddling muscles.

Absent worded.

I haven't typed here on this white space in quite some time. No apologies since there isn't many who check in here. Been enjoying the stifling temps. Been in Mastic Beach nearly every free minute on hand, submerged in the waters whether it be ocean, chlorinated pools, rivers or sprinklers that are helping my hay-looking lawn along.

Kristen Bednar Paddle Out, Jan 10 2010 at Smith Point

About 60 surfer paddled out in memory of Kristen Bednar.

Thanksgiving Weekend in Mastic

Was around for the holidaze. Did some thinking and drinking with the fam. Some heads rolled out from the ciudad as well with dog in tow. We hit up the woods to connect with sticks and leaves. Windy as all hell. But here are a couple visions of the path. This is at Terrell River in Moriches.

Fall Colors on the Twin Ponds

Along the shores the color show hits first. The Twin Ponds sit quietly at the head waters of the Forge River.

The Larcombs

When I started getting into the world of surf and skateboarding it was 1989. I was just 10 years old. These two were already doing it for a few years. They taught me the ropes. That was 21 years ago. Holy shit. Time passed, love lives floated and sank, friends were buried, babies were built, miles were walked. They are still out there today, meeting up with me along the shores of LI doing exactly what we did for two decades.

Here's to two homies who never forgot where they came from.

Sunday morn, Smith Point

Sunday wound up giving us a lil bit of that summer feeling back. And it delivered a little fun swell.

William Floyd Estate, Mastic Beach

Fdogg and I did the house tour. Such an under-used institution of Mastic. The frickin house was visited by Thomas Jefferson and James Madison for god sakes. Instead of worrying about which Desperate Housewife got Gohnorreah why not get your history on. The house is full of antiques and pieces of the time. Rocking over 200 years of Long Island and American history for that matter. 5 stars. I loved it.

Clam Bar Coming!

Well I have nowhere to confirm this. Complete hearsay. You ain't heard it from me. But rumor has it the Smith Point Lounge will oneday house a 50's style Clam Bar. Now finally something to get excited about. After surf beach stops will never be the same. Hopefully its done right. With all that space out back, hopefully the makers of this joint are looking to the eastern most parts of Long Island for inspiration (cough cough Cyrils in Montauk) and thinking about outside dining. There's room to set up some serious drinking grounds ah la Bier Garten stylee. Hey, and if you know something more please elaborate in the comments section.

Mastic is a funny place

Heres a wonderful story that takes place in Mastic in the pages of Newsday.


Read it here.

Clams, Antique Shopping and Beach

Did try to surf both days labeled weekend. Yes it was clean and glassy but weighing in at knee knocker status. Still the water is beautifully warm and the summer souls have parted. Peaceful.

Did however cook-up some Manila Clams and bought a ton of antiques.

Outer Beach driving.

Found this article that was a great point of view piece on sharing the beaches with fishermen.

Sharing is caring.

Now back in 1958 the beach was a much different place. Surfing was at best a seasonal sport with a handful of dedicated players on Long Island. The beaches were empty except for the main bathing areas during the summer season. Endangered plants and birds were of no concern. It’s not hard to imagine how they came up with the “keepers of the beach” credo.

The Habitat vs. Shirley Pool Party

The ladies of The Habitat in Greenpoint Brooklyn came out to Mastic to fill the bellies with a Low Country Boil over at Carlos' pool.
Clams, corn, potatoes, shrimp, mussels and all sorts of other pieces afloat in a delicious broth. Boiled in a huge vat. Margarita machine included. Them ladies know how to do.

The Mastics is diversity.

I love this place because of its diversity. While we were enjoying a Pool Party the neighbors were doing a traditional African Wedding. The dresses were beautiful.