Buck’s Launching

Nice place for company party.

More than one year ago I posted a great review of this place accompanied by a couple photos. I’d been there a couple of times, liked it, and felt welcomed by the regulars. Even as I wrote that review though, I had a fleeting thought that doing so could attract to the place people who might not appreciate it or people who might not be appreciated. Then I had a second thought: get over yourself; you’re not Michael Bauer.
Thirteen months pass and I’m bombarded with a couple of personal messages 17 minutes after a 1-​star review for the place goes up. The personal messages implore me (IN CAPS) to take down my review. Its attracting people who aren’t welcome and it’s been the cause of theft and vandalism. Hey, maybe I am Michael Bauer.
So you know what I did? I took down the review. I wasn’t the first to review it but maybe the other guy’s review attracts the right sort of people. Or maybe his attracts no people. Or maybe he just refused to take his review down.
I took mine down because the personal messages actually made me reconsider whether others would like this place. Or whether others would feel welcome if they came here as a result of reading a positive Unilocal review. And, though I don’t appreciate being yelled at in a personal message, I also don’t want others to think that Buck’s is someplace special and wonderful where they’ll be welcomed by regulars. Clearly at least one regular doesn’t want people to read Unilocal reviews and come here.
So, if you decide to come here at all it wasn’t me who recommended it. And if you decide to come here, certainly don’t reveal that a Unilocal review brought you here. This is not a place vying for a «People Love us on Unilocal» sticker. This is a place that wants to keep the status quo going, welcoming in a few occasional outsiders but not a big crowd of Unilocal readers who will change what made the place charming to begin with (hint: it includes the regulars).
Like the filtered review says, there aren’t really any particular hours for the joint and a lot of the time the bar doesn’t even open for business at all. I don’t believe the drink prices have changed (13 months ago they were $ 2.50) but who knows? Locals swearing loudly is definitely part of the scene, though not constant. Buck’s is a rough little place with a rustic outdoor scene. If you want to drink in a place in which you might not be welcomed, around a bunch of badasses, toughies, tight friends, and outsiders, check it out.

Also known as Buck’s landing. This is one of the last salty local spots w/​a water front view and enough land to conduct a round of impromptu skeet shooting, if the occasion arose. Dry docked boats line the gravel road leading up to faded pic-​nic tables and a rusty basketball hoop, the faithful arbiter of loud bar bets made inside this low ceilinged fisherman’s watering hole full of kitsch and character.
The last time I was here the two gents in the bar had a golf tournament on the TV, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, and a putting green with pint glasses as targets set up along the carpet. They were friendly. We shared a smoke. I had a beer and some classic lays potato chips.
The time before that I brought two of my friends visiting from France. Three rowdy ass drunk fisherman sitting on stumps in front of the bar acted as discombobulated ambassadors of this fine lil local kingdom.
Buck’s sits by itself and can speak just fine for itself. And for me it is indeed A-​OK.