He found this site about David’s Island – information compiled by Michael Cavanaugh – who grew up on the island. When we got home that night, Doug looked up where we had been online. I’m not sure why exploring an island is so much better than when you are just on land.īut somehow we felt like we had discovered something rare and special.īack in the water the wind was dead against us and we paddled hard to get back to the beach where we had launched. We were not on the shore of the Bronx at all, but on a large island right next to it. We realized that we were seeing buidlings that we had seen from the water on the other side. We found some kind of overgrown octagonal church or meeting place. It was hard to piece together all the things that we were seeing. She says she doesn’t like the feeling, but sometimes I think that it draws her to exploring abandoned buildings.
When we are in places like this, Lan sais that she can feel the presence of all the people that have lived and died here. It looked like someone was fixing up the building at some point, and then left it all to rot. The floor of the building was completely fallen away. I thought that we had landed back in the Bronx.īut as we walked into the interior we started to notice things. I wanted to get a closer look at this little wreck. There was a ramp on the blind side of the island.Įverything about it looked like a construction site, not like an abandoned fortress.ĭoug found out later that this is going to be someones house.īack in the water, I was getting hungry and the wind seemed to be picking up against us. We seemed to be under the watchful eye of the Hart Island patrol boat, so we drifted North a bit, Just ahead we saw something that looked like a fortress. There was something unsettling about knowing they had been down there all along. It turns out that East Nonations and South Nonations Islands are here, completely submerged at high tide. The waves were right where the Nonations Islands should be. We noticed a cresting wave ahead – a sure sign of a submerged island!
We decided to paddle North and see what we could find. My friend Siobhan Liddell landed there once on accident, years ago. Hart Island is a potter’s field, tended by inmates from Rikers Island. Lan always wanted to visit the Nonations Islands in the Bronx.īut when we got there we couldn’t find them.įrom all my charts, they should have been just North of Hart Island in the Long Island Sound.īut but we just couldn’t see anything out there.Īs we paddled closer to Hart Island we alerted the attention of the 24 hour guard: a large police boat slowly circled the island.
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