Friday, March 1, 2013

Jersey shore

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A few posts back I mentioned my summers at the bungalows in Point Pleasant. They were all due to this man: my Uncle Rich.

He and my Father gave me the gift of my love for the water. They taught me to fish, how to crab, dig for clams and muscles; how to surf, Kayak and swim. My brother Joe, cousins Kristinn, Karin and I would spend eternities together, in the tidal pools, bays,sounds, and ocean from North Carolina to Maine. Kristin was always much braver than I when it came to touching the squiggly stuff.


I gained my first understanding of the environment. Whenever my Uncle Rich saw litter on the beach he would say " hey look, a people plant". We would always pick it up and and pack it out.
Happy Birthday Uncle Rich.
Tomorrow when we clean up Heckscher State Park, I'll be thinking about you.
Visit LIBAG.ORG for clean up details

2 comments:

Randall said...

Cool old time photo, like the "people plan" comment lol. I'm all for keeping the beaches clean. Cool photo of the windsurfer right in the thick of things.

~Randall

drysuit2 said...

Thanks for stopping by Randall.
The main photo was taken of me by a fellow waterman Steve Domjan. We sailed a place called the "Bowl"; it's out east. So I was definitely not a local that day. Great spot in a south east swell; not that clean that day, but it sure had some size.