{"id":236,"date":"2021-04-19T01:11:27","date_gmt":"2021-04-19T01:11:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/?p=236"},"modified":"2021-11-12T16:13:55","modified_gmt":"2021-11-12T16:13:55","slug":"the-snow-the-rain-the-wind-the-sea-it-all-belonged-to-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/the-snow-the-rain-the-wind-the-sea-it-all-belonged-to-me\/","title":{"rendered":"The snow, the rain, the wind, the sea. It all belonged to me &#8211; Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><strong>Pop Combs 1911-1991<\/strong><\/h2>\n<h3><\/h3>\n<h3><strong>Part 1<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-261\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/Pop-houseboat-1940.png?resize=238%2C300&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"G.W.Combs-Pop-houseboat-1940\" width=\"238\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/Pop-houseboat-1940.png?resize=238%2C300&amp;ssl=1 238w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/Pop-houseboat-1940.png?resize=310%2C391&amp;ssl=1 310w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/Pop-houseboat-1940.png?w=407&amp;ssl=1 407w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 238px) 100vw, 238px\" \/>George Washington Combs, known to most as, \u201cPop,\u201d was a man unlike any I had ever known. Aside from his piercing bright blue eyes, he was a mountain of a man, with a youthful spirit that loved to laugh. Although he has been gone almost thirty years now, his spirit re-visits me at the sight of a bay-bird over the salt marsh.<\/p>\n<p>Pop\u2019s family roots date back to the Mayflower. All the Combs\u2019 worked the water for generations. Pop\u2019s life-span began in the age of \u00a0&#8220;Ships of Wood and Men of Steel,\u201d and continued through the age of everchanging technology. \u00a0Pop always said he was born at exactly the right time in history. Few of us have lived our lives completely immersed in the natural world, as he. Mostly out of necessity and the ability to survive, and flourish. In Pop\u2019s world, practical knowledge and natural intelligence was his best asset.<\/p>\n<p>One spring afternoon Pop and I were heading down the bay. The police boat waved us over, \u201cHey Pop, do you know what the tide is doing?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSure,\u201d he said \u201cThe tide is rising on the bar, falling in the channel.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In utter confusion, they replied, \u201cOk Thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>You might think this makes no sense, but it made perfect sense to him, and later to me because it is true.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He was deeply connected to the natural world more than most of us because these connections served him well. He could predict weather and tide flow by noticing the slightest, almost imperceptible variations in the wind. Whether it was clamming, scalloping, catching bait, or shooting ducks, seasonal and lunar cycles made recurring natural events predictable, allowing him to be successful at the task at hand. He lived twelve months of the year on the bay, reading it like a book and harvesting what he wanted as if it was a walk through the supermarket. His chosen lifestyle afforded him a peaceful satisfaction with life. \u00a0His heartbeat was in concert with the rhythms of the natural world. \u00a0Understanding the elements of nature\u2019s ebb and flow, moving with them, rarely fighting them.\u00a0 His inner peace was intoxicating. \u00a0It was Albert Einstein who said. \u201cLook deep into nature, then you will understand everything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_259\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-259\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-259 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/GW-Combs-1870s.jpg?resize=300%2C216&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"G.W. Combs circa 1870s\" width=\"300\" height=\"216\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/GW-Combs-1870s.jpg?resize=300%2C216&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/GW-Combs-1870s.jpg?resize=768%2C554&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/GW-Combs-1870s.jpg?resize=416%2C300&amp;ssl=1 416w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/GW-Combs-1870s.jpg?resize=310%2C224&amp;ssl=1 310w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/GW-Combs-1870s.jpg?w=828&amp;ssl=1 828w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-259\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Pop&#8217;s grandfather G.W. Combs 1870s<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>The Combs family settled in Freeport, Long Island in 1640. Born in 1911, Pop lived the first thirty years of his life in Freeport, immersed in the extended family of a close-knit maritime community. As a boy, he would row his skiff to the barrier beach to hunt and fish. His father, Captain Alvin J. Combs, had a bay house on the beach, not far from the Little Stone Creek bay house I am trying to restore. It was used year-round as they worked the bay and provided essential shelter when bad weather hit. The Combs\u2019 were industrious, independent, and fearless.\u00a0 They worked the waters as baymen, boatbuilders, rum runners, as well as fishing and hunting guides for the Guggenheims and other industrialists. They survived when there was nothing, and there was nothing they couldn\u2019t or wouldn\u2019t do to provide for their families.<\/p>\n<p>Prohibition was a colorful time in Long Island history for watermen. The storied adventures and antics that played out with Pop and his father during that time still survive today.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_257\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-257\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-257 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/rum-runner.jpg?resize=300%2C202&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"rum boat\" width=\"300\" height=\"202\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/rum-runner.jpg?resize=300%2C202&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/rum-runner.jpg?resize=421%2C284&amp;ssl=1 421w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/rum-runner.jpg?resize=310%2C209&amp;ssl=1 310w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/rum-runner.jpg?w=429&amp;ssl=1 429w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-257\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Combs&#8217; Boats<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Heavily laden rum supply ships sailing up from the Southern Islands lined up on \u201cRum Row,\u201d three miles off Long Islands\u2019 shores, all looking to off-load their cargos. Coast Guard Picket boats were on patrol, trying to prevent local rum runners from delivering the goods and making their fortunes. Between international waters and secret drop points, these local rum runners and the Coast Guard played cat and mouse.<\/p>\n<p>Rum captains, like Bill McCoy, wanted to employ watermen to carry their rum to secret on-shore delivery locations. Watermen, like Pop and his father, signed up.<\/p>\n<p>It was a dangerous but lucrative business chosen during hard times. Baymen knew the waters better than anyone. They could navigate through the maze of shallow water channels slipping past the Coast Guard in the dark of night, rain, fog, and snow.<\/p>\n<p>There was so much competition on \u201cRum Row\u201d one of the supply captains decided to give a free case of rum to local baymen to keep them coming back. Captain Bill McCoy was famous for that.\u00a0 At one point, he decided to raise a basket up the mast, so incoming runners knew who he was.\u00a0 Other Rum Row captains got wise to this and also raised a basket up their masts \u2013 hence the expression, make sure you deal with the \u201cReal McCoy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Pop, as a teenager feeling adventurous, once rowed a small skiff out to \u201cRum Row\u201d to pick up a load. \u00a0He recalled it was a calm night, and was surprised, from three miles offshore he could hear the train coming down the tracks on the mainland. \u00a0He returned home undetected by the Coast Guard but not by Captain Alvin J. Combs, who was not happy with his son\u2019s endeavor.<\/p>\n<p>So much rum was getting through, Coast Guard Picket boats started mounting a canon on the bow.\u00a0 They did catch a few rum-runners, very few, and even managed to blow the stern off one rum boat they chased into Jones Inlet.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_256\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-256\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-256 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/DB-Combs-ship-yard-1890.jpg?resize=300%2C221&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"D.B.Combs shipyard 1890\" width=\"300\" height=\"221\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/DB-Combs-ship-yard-1890.jpg?resize=300%2C221&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/DB-Combs-ship-yard-1890.jpg?resize=768%2C566&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/DB-Combs-ship-yard-1890.jpg?resize=407%2C300&amp;ssl=1 407w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/DB-Combs-ship-yard-1890.jpg?resize=310%2C229&amp;ssl=1 310w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/DB-Combs-ship-yard-1890.jpg?w=819&amp;ssl=1 819w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-256\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">D.B. Combs ship yard 1890<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>During Prohibition, boat builders in Freeport were building two boats side by side, at the same time, under the same roof &#8212; one for the Coast Guard, and the other for the rumrunners &#8212; both boats purportedly designed to outrun one another.<\/p>\n<p>It was common practice for rum runners to carry $500 in cash in the top pocket of their work shirts. That was the agreed cost to buy off the government man if you were caught. \u00a0A.J. Combs was said to have carried that $500 in his top pocket for many years after prohibition ended. It was a business that only lasted a short time, but the stories are still told today.<\/p>\n<p>Life on the bay changed with the onset of World War II.<\/p>\n<p>To be continued\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>George Washington Combs, known to most as, \u201cPop,\u201d was a man unlike any&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":249,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[2,3],"class_list":["post-236","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories","tag-history","tag-maritime"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/wave-bw.jpg?fit=800%2C469&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/236","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=236"}],"version-history":[{"count":18,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/236\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":332,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/236\/revisions\/332"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/249"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=236"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=236"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/naturalanglers.com\/bayhouse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=236"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}