When I was a kid we took trips to Port Jefferson, New York; as a theatre student I spent a summer there; and I've been there by boat before. One of the biggest, busiest harbors on Long Island, there are thousands of moored boats, frequent ferries, and freight traffic. A power plant looms over the town. But just around the bend there is an area marked on the nautical charts only as "spoil ground" (with no depths, buoys or other detail), sometimes called Mount Misery, that all the locals know as Pirate's Cove. Remains of an old sand quarry, there is rusting machinery, crumbled bits of dock and towering sand cliffs. It's completely different on a sunny weekend afternoon, when power boaters abound, with booze, boom boxes and boisterous kids. When they leave, Pirate's Cove/spoil ground morphs back into a strange and mysterious home to shellfish and seabirds.
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