Summer skies have cleared, humidity is low and it’s the weather is perfect for some Rumson river time and a few end-of-summer wins down the road at the Fair Haven Firemen’s Fair.
It’s all fun and island-hopping games until they have to start a fire.
Yes, there comes a time when summer Rumson island-hopping coolness sets in, parents rang the unheard dinner bell and a bunch of hungry, wayward, marooned kids try to cook that fish they caught and toast their own little buns.
It’s been a sort of rite of living on the Navesink passage for decades — since 1955. Kids learn how to boat and do a lot of summer fun bonding in the process.
Crabbing in Fair Haven on the Navesink River postcard circa 1937
It’s that time. Time to get seriously crabby on the river.
Nothing fishy about it. It’s a rite a passage in Fair Haven. It has been since the dawn of time in the borough and surrounding area. Kids, even entire families, buckets and nets in hand, get down to the Navesink River and start netting the crabbiest of crabs.
It’s a case of summer island plopping. Yes, that’s right. Island plopping.
That would be the more accurate term when telling the pretty common story of some Fair Haven and Rumson kids taking their own eight-hour tour of the Navesink and Shrewsbury rivers and ending up settling down for some adventure on Starvation Island in Rumson on pretty much any summer day.
Longtime Rumsonite, public defender, professor, dad and “crabber of the Navesink River,” John F. “Jack” McMahon, passed away on June 18 in the arms of his wife Pat and surrounded by family. He was 90.
Fair Haven residents and beyond are still fishing for an answer to what they see as a rogue wave of a Fair Haven governing body decision to knock a volunteer out of a regional committee, of his own resurrection, designed to protect the Navesink River.
What was dubbed an unprecedented “slap in the face” turned into some verbal fisticuffs when a tsunami of riled residents at Monday’s Fair Haven Borough Council meeting turned out to turn the tide of borough business by defending that volunteer — fourth-generation Fair Havenite and boat captain, Brian Rice. It became a full wipe-out when the ousting became official with a contentious undertow of a 3-2 vote with one abstention.
Fair Haven river dwellers of the Drake family Photo/courtesy of Robin Drake Fitch
Quality river time. It’s a rite of passage for any Rumson-Fair Haven area kid.
When the spring air hits, the banks of the Navesink and Shrewsbury Rivers call to kids like mythological Sirens. And they burrow themselves in the sand and tides like hermit crabs.
Sometimes you just need to sit a spell and get let the river cast its magic.
And it will. Always does. Sunshine, crisp fall air and river mystique knows no bounds. Taking that front-row seat puts the “Ahhhhhh” into the exhale. From there, it’s all about the infinite inhale of tranquility. Thanks, too, that the intoxicating view remains a best friend that transcends time, never leaving a Rumson-Fair Haven area kid’s carefree mind.
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