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01/12/18 4:30pm

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In the beginning, there was ice.

Eighteen thousand years ago, a massive wall of ice 300 feet thick extended south from the Arctic to what is now New Jersey. There was no Long Island then. There was no island at all, because the land was a solid mass covered by this enormous ice cap.

Slowly — glaciers do not move quickly — this ice cap began to pull back, retreating north, inch by inch, and scraping the land at its base to such an extent that it ground up entire boulders and reduced them to sand. This would become the topsoil that today makes the North Fork and Shelter Island the remarkable farmland that it is. (more…)

07/11/17 2:00pm
ELEANOR P. LABROZZI PHOTO

ELEANOR P. LABROZZI PHOTO

It’s here in all its glory — summer 2017. With the season comes all the things that make this time of year on the Island so terrific — along with the associated dangers, on land and on water.

Perhaps boating is at the top of the list of joys that can turn horribly bad. (more…)

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04/28/16 8:00am
TIMES REVIEW ILLUSTRATION Newly proposed routes for aircraft flying into and out of East Hampton Airport.

TIMES REVIEW ILLUSTRATION Newly proposed routes for aircraft flying into and out of East Hampton Airport.

The Eastern Region Helicopter Council (ERHC), an advocacy group for pilots, has unveiled its recommendations to have the volume of air traffic dispersed, it said in a statement, by establishing a new passage for landings and two additional routes for takeoffs at East Hampton Airport. (more…)

10/09/15 3:00pm
COURTESY PHOTO | The menhaden, or bunker fish, seen for centuries in huge schools in our waters.

COURTESY PHOTO | The menhaden, or bunker fish, seen for centuries in huge schools in our waters.

The last three weeks have brought us the wildest kind of weather that we’ve seen in many years.

Fishing had just started to pick up again and fishermen were doing O.K. on false albacore, striped bass and bluefish using bait, casting lures and flies. Some even scored  “Grand Slams,” which means that you had to catch a blue, a striper and an albacore on the same trip. I even extended that string one day to a “Super Grand Slam” by catching a porgy to add to the list. (more…)