Whenever a New Yorker talks about going "out east", they are typically referring to the south fork of Long Island, mostly taken up by the Hamptons.  All of the "The End" bumper stickers you see are referring to Montauk, the fishing village on the very tip of the south fork.  For whatever reason the south fork always seems to overshadow the north fork, which in my opinion doesn't get nearly enough respect.  This past Sunday was a beautiful day for a drive, so once again, I packed up my gear and my dog and hit the road, in search of a few 'northern' jewels.