Chappaquiddick (Edgartown)
Derived from a Native American word meaning “separated island,” Chappy, as it is called, is located off the eastern end of Edgartown and accessed by a three-car ferry. There are about 100 year-round residents and many more seasonal homeowners. With more than 800 acres of public beach and conservation land, it draws saltwater fishermen, kayakers, and bird watchers. There is no commercial zoning.
Chappaquiddick in the News
On Time for Summer, Chappy Ferry Book Carries Stellar Load
An Elegy for Wasque, Eroded and Closed
Sheriff's Meadow Acquires Land on Chappaquiddick
Assessors in Edgartown Flooded with Requests for Property Tax Relief
As Severe Erosion Takes Its Toll, Summer Closure Planned for Wasque Point
Chappy Landowners File Formal Appeal to State Tax Board
Beachgoers to Face Prospect of a Summer Without Wasque
Geology of Vineyard Coastline Written in Cliffs and Boulders, From Lucy Vincent to Katama
Chappaquiddick's Space Fund, Land Bank Buy Island Trail Link
Edgartown Planning Board Faces Dilemma on Size of Mansions
Chappy Land Gets Management Plan
On Time Two Gets Body and Face Lift
Trustees Outline Chappaquiddick Plans
Brad Woodger
Dropped shells
before Peter Wells’
truck
stuck
in the ceaseless pause of summer demand
Peter Wells
Summer activities get into full swing at the Chappaquiddick Community Center this week. Check the website or bulletin boards for details. They really do offer something for everyone.
Brad Woodger
Apparently no one got the memo regarding taking one’s shoes off before stepping on the new Chappy Point pavement—it’s presently all scuffed up and has lost its luster. The seagulls, noticing our disregard, renewed their shell droppings too. Just can’t have anything nice here.
Peter Wells
The rhododendron and lilacs appear to have relished the extra cold and snow of the winter. This is the blossomiest spring in my memory. Mytoi garden is particularly dazzling. The little bit of rain we had last week unfortunately didn’t really end the drought. However, I was sorry to see that it did encourage my lawn to grow.
Brad Woodger
Writing the Chappy column is an exercise in recollection — what the heck happened this week? And the exercise continues as one then tries to then make interesting those recollections.
Peter Wells
Whew! Memorial Day weekend—sudden, overwhelming, exhausting! I’d call it a four-day weekend. It felt and looked like summer for all four of those days. There was not a parking space to be had in all of downtown Edgartown but you could surely get a T-shirt and an ice cream cone.
Brad Woodger
Once again, I’ve been scooped. The most important event of any Chappy spring – the blooming of the shad – took place on Peter’s watch.
The shadbush bloomed suddenly late last week. The foggy days seem to be an essential factor. You get up one morning and realize that there are small clouds of white blossoms hovering in the woods and you are pretty sure that they weren’t there yesterday. If they were, wouldn’t you have noticed them?
Brad Woodger
I saw some deer on the side of the paved road by the lonely Bass cottage on the “other side of the road.” They weren’t doing much, just sort of milling about, and it looked liked they might want to talk.
Once again I was able to scoop the news of the week from my co-columnist Brad and the event occurred practically in his backyard no less!
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