If you ask Todd Alexander what it’s like being the Oak Bluffs harbor master, he’ll give you a simple answer: “It’s like being an air traffic controller.”
Geoff Currier
Rule number one: Never leave bait in your tackle box over the winter.
Geoff Currier
Pilot gigs, open-sea rowing boats, date back to the late seventeenth century. They measure thirty-two feet long with a beam just under five feet, oars up to thirteen feet long, and seating for a team of six.
C.K. Wolfson
Sailors, pilots, and farmers don’t like when temperature fluctuations between air and water, or air and land, bring fog into their daily lives. Artists, on the other hand, appreciate its otherworldliness.
Peter Brannen
Wind’s Up! is celebrating its fiftieth anniversary.
Jim Miller
My first memories of Edgartown swirl around the Chappaquiddick ferry. I remember seeing the original On Time from the arms of my father – he was wearing an Irish sweater – as we stood by the town-side ramp on what must have been a cloudy and cold early afternoon in June, not long after my mom, dad, and I arrived for the summer of 1965.
Tom Dunlop
Jack and Sue Blake of Edgartown’s Sweet Neck Farm grow oysters on and below a raft on Katama Bay.
Tom Dunlop
If you think fishing for blues and stripers from a kayak might be a little outside your comfort zone, consider this: Kayaks were originally invented by the Inuit for hunting and fishing, and their prey often included whales. Just to put things in perspective.
Jim Feiner of Chilmark is one of the people you see when you go to Squibnocket at sunset and look out at the rocks beyond the surf and say, “Hey, look at that guy out there in the kayak.” He’s been kayak-fishing around the Island for about ten years.
Geoff Currier
