Sheepshead Bay

Located northeast of Coney Island, Sheepshead Bay was named not after the leftovers at a local butcher shop, but rather a type of edible fish once found in its waters. Pollution soon put an end to that. Its golden age was the late 1800s, when opulent hotels were plenty and prosperous fishermen frequented the area. Later the bay became a haven for horseracing before finally settling into the modest residential and seafaring community it is today.


The blue wooden Ocean Avenue footbridge which connects Sheepshead Bay to Manhattan Beach. It actually lies slightly west of Ocean Avenue but who's to quibble?


Plenty of wildlife, but you'll notice no sheep.


One of the many piers that prod the north side of the bay.


A wintry Manhattan Beach.


Brighton Beach lies in the Russian sector, where English is decidedly not the dominant language overheard in the streets. Certain areas like these seem designed to make the Cold War refugee feel at home.


A park near Manhattan Beach.


This ornery swan tried to nab my wallet but I was too fast for him. I distracted him with a cookie and made my getaway.


The food at Roll-n-Roaster has nothing on Arbys, but few can compete with their snappy commercial jingles from the eighties.




Typical Brooklyn signage on this bait and tackle shop.


Many of the boats can be chartered, but taking their photo is free.


The bay, looking east from the Holocaust Memorial Park.


Interested in an unnecessary root canal? Give S&M Dental a call.


The Brighton Beach boardwalk, with the neglected amusements of Coney Island looming in the distance.