Eliot beats the heat at Huckleberry Island
Last Saturday, with temps in the 90s and heat index circa 124, we were feeling mighty nostalgic for spring, winter and fall! Time to head for our favorite swimming hole (a soft-focus sepia experience for sure)…on the aptly named Huckleberry Island, 1.8 NM and 190 degrees SSW of Horseshoe Harbor as the crow (cormorant, oystercatcher, osprey, gull) flies.
In the 19th century, locals believed Huckleberry Island was the location of pirate Captain Kidd’s buried treasure
We paddled there with Marcy and Eliot, “huckleberry friends” from NYC.
[huckleberry friend —n, def: A very special, good friend that’s been in your life for years. From the Johnny Mercer and Henry Mancini song, Moon River, featured in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s.]
It would ’a’ been a miserable business to have any unfriendliness on the raft; for what you want, above all things, on a raft, is for everybody to be satisfied, and feel right and kind towards the others.
—Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Two drifters off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end–
waiting ’round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
Paddling near rocky Middle Ground to avoid motorboats
Huckleberry Island is uninhabited, except for about a gazillion double-crested cormorants. It is, in fact, the largest colonial waterbird rookery in western Long Island Sound. (DON’T visit during nesting season!) Read more here.
A native of Huckleberry Island greets us
We pulled our boats onto the small beach at the south side of the island.
Alex on Huckleberry Island, July 6
Like the island itself, this hut is owned by the Huckleberry Indians—a men’s club within the New York Athletic Club. The group formed in the late 19th century (read more here) and see pics here. From the looks of things, a few charter members are still around…
The only structure on Huckleberry Island, as far as we know…
We love the rocks on Huckleberry Island, scoured and striated by glaciers long ago.
We (2geeks) moved to New Rochelle in 2011, after 20+ years of living in Manhattan. Sometimes we’re nostalgic about it. But only sometimes…just a little.
Looking SW toward Manhattan skyline…
…the Empire State Building harkens to the past