Short Beach earns its name honestly: a compact crescent tucked into Smithtown's North Shore, where families stake claims early on summer weekends with striped canopies and coolers packed with sandwiches. The water here lacks the Atlantic's punch—Long Island Sound laps rather than crashes, warming to bath-like temperatures by July and receding at low tide to reveal sandbars where toddlers hunt hermit crabs and minnows dart between ankles.
“One of the few Long Island Sound beaches where extreme low tides create temporary sandbars for wading a football field from shore.”
Long-tail boats moored in clear water
The beach operates on a neighborhood rhythm. Regulars arrive before nine to claim their stretch of sand, spreading blankets on the coarse beige granules mixed with small shells. A modest pavilion offers shade and bathrooms; there's no lifeguard stand, no snack bar, just the essentials. By late afternoon, when the heat softens, kayakers return from paddling expeditions along the marshy shoreline to the east, their hulls scraping onto the sand.
What Short Beach lacks in amenities it repays in sunsets. As the day winds down, the crowd thins to a handful of couples and dog-walkers. The western exposure transforms ordinary evenings into color studies—burnt orange bleeding into lavender, silhouetting the distant Connecticut shore. You'll sit on driftwood still warm from the sun, feet buried in cooling sand, watching sailboats motor back to their moorings as the first stars prick through the dimming sky.