Woke up in time to watch the 20 degree sunrise off the lighthouse in Montauk. Through rain, sleet, and nighttime snow that snaked across every Long Island highway, through a week of sickness and slow recovery, we arrived. Spring Break in the Hamptons. We drove all over Long Island, through rain, through fog, through beautiful and not so beautiful days, and probably saw more deer, more turkey, more natural wildlife than we’ve seen in our last few trips combined, including a family of deer that greeted us a couple of times as we were pulling into the house. But it was the last picture below that signaled a perfect cover to the book I published on the final day of our trip (aka, Cold Turkey Rage).
