I didn't go to Montauk for the lighthouse, I went for the unique way the sun shines, the quiet, the cliffs. It's a special place to me, and if I had an endless supply of money it would be the only place on Long Island I would chose to live.
(The lighthouse in the distance. A nice hike when there's not a foot of snow on the ground)
(Camp Hero radar tower. Very cool building and surrounding area with army bunkers under 'hills'. Worthy of its own post, will do when the weather gets warmer)
(The cliffs along the Atlantic Ocean. These specific formations are known as 'hoodoos')
My hike began along the southern coast line, where one can walk along the cliffs. I was hoping to see some seals, but alas there were none. Plenty of birds were out in the water, as well as some boats.
(All the trees were permanently windswept from the wind coming off the ocean. Beautiful!)
After this I hopped in the car and went to the tip of the fork, where the lighthouse and a trail to the shore was.
I came across many dead fish. They looked like the same species, whatever that species is.
I loved seeing all the fishing lines and hooks that laid on the beach, especially when it all got tangled and formed these weird bundles!
Then, my day was made when a beautiful deer walked out from the dune to nibble on some plants at the base of them.
She was so calm and let me get really close before she scurried up the dune again. It really did make my day.
The air was getting colder and the sun was going to set soon, so I went a little while longer before discovering what I'd like to describe as the Garbage Man of Montauk.
After quite a bit of hiking, I headed home. This trip was fun, interesting, and inspiring. I suppose Long Island isn't as boring as I thought it was...
