A few years ago on Gustavia’s main street, beside the yacht-laden harbor, outside the Cartier shop, a pedestal stood. On the pedestal was a stainless, bejeweled watch sitting on a smaller pedestal of its own. No glass, no cage, just sitting there out in the open. When you reached for it, your hand was spotted by some kind of electric eye and the watch disappeared through a trap door.
Montauk’s oceanfront business district has become a testing ground, a sea-level stage on which a drama with the potential for environmental and financial ruin, competing philosophies, and the absence of a guiding light, is being played.
A draft report may lead to a deer-management plan — the first of its kind in the state — to find short-term as well as long-term and compassionate solutions to a problem that many say has reached “an emergency level.”
Like the Pony Express with a pony gone lame, FedEx has removed Montauk’s one-and-only drop box, leaving residents with a 12-mile ride to the closest box in Amagansett. Poof, the trusty drop box pony that waited to be loaded up with important missives through all kinds of weather has vanished.
With a week left before the close of the 2012 striped bass season for sport fishermen and with schools of herring schooling right outside the Montauk Harbor Inlet, things could be worse. Bass are still being caught, although the bite has slowed and the fish are smaller.
For boating anglers, what’s lacking in the striped bass department is being made up for in the bottom-feeding world of blackfish, a k a tautog from the Algonkian language.
Scallop season opened in town waters on Monday with a healthy crop from Napeague Harbor providing local markets with the much-anticipated plump nuggets that many on the East End associate with Thanksgiving.