The third post from a recent trip to New York, when I took a long hike on the West End of Jones Beach on a cold, windy, winter day. Thanks for stopping by!
Tag: Long Island
stone cold part 2
The second post of some images from my recent trip to Long Island. This is the West End of Jones Beach State Park. It was a fiercely cold and windy day, but it was also a beautiful day. Thanks for stopping by.
stone cold
Back to my recent trip to New York and Jones beach for a few posts. I grew up on Long Island which, for me, also meant growing up at Jones Beach. Ever since I left the East Coast for the Midwest (back in the dark ages – 1985) I have been returning to visit family in NY and have also returned to this beach. Through all those years I never visited the West End of Jones Beach. During this last trip to NY, I decided to go exploring. It was an absolutely gorgeous day that featured frigid temperatures, pushed lower by a strong North wind that carried stinging sand off shore. It was awesome!
the edge of the sea
Back to my recent trip to New York for the next few posts. Just love the wind, the clouds, the endless waves and the distant edge of the sea...
the beautiful “off” season
I particularly love the winter shore. The lonely beach seems to have more to say during the “off” season. I enjoy the endless songs of the water as the waves crash, and the water spreads out in a desperate attempt to explore and experience more of what it’s like to be on land. The taste of cold, salty air…
towering moments
I am back in my home town on Long Island, in New York, to visit my elderly parents. If you have hiked around this blog you know that when I return to Long Island I always spend time walking along the shore at Jones Beach and capturing images of this amazing public park. These images are of the Jones Beach tower, affectionately called “the pencil”, that supplies water to the park. Thanks for stopping by.
the way of grace
chasing the sunrise
This post could also be called, “variations on a theme.” I got out by 5:00 am and enjoyed chasing the sunrise along the shore. The ocean waves were singing, the sky was just dancing… a beautiful start to the day…
my happy place
Just love visiting my elderly parents in New York and, going to my happy place…
briny chaos
