We host lectures, films, and talks throughout the year for adult audiences - especially our monthly Harbor Nights series! Please check our general calendar for upcoming events and dates.
group Tours + workshops
We welcome group visits. Have an educator bring the gallery to life, and try designing your own scrimshaw!
A "group" constitutes of a minimum of 10 visitors, or the admission price of 10 adult or senior visitors. Note coupons or discounts are not accepted on admission for group visits.
Whaling History on Long Island Tour
(Regular Museum Admission + $30 Educator Fee, A Flat Fee for up to 30 Participants)
Explore our galleries with a Museum Educator, who will verbally recreate the fascinating whaling story behind our 19th century whaleboat with you and your group. Find out about 19th century life on Long Island and the impact of the whaling industry on the region, and see select artifacts from the museum's collection up close.
15 minute film about an introduction to whaling included. 1 hour.
Group Craft Add-Ons: (Extra $3 Per Visitor )
Enjoy seeing our collection? Now express and create your own in our Museum Workshop with a number of crafts offered as a keepsake. Guided by a Museum Educator. Approx 25-30 minutes.
- Scrimshaw Carving - Carve a synthetic whalebone scrimshaw keepsake box. Sketch, hand-carve, and ink your own design - Our well-loved classic through the years!
- Sailors Valentine - Arrange a geometric shell craft based on sailors' gifts from the Caribbean in the 1800s. We use an assortment of small, colorful shells as a mosaic.
Please call Katie Kelly during weekdays at 631-367-3418 x10, or write to her at firstname.lastname@example.org
"Far beneath this wondrous world upon the surface, another and still stranger world met our eyes as we gazed over the side. For suspended in those watery vaults, floated the forms of the nursing mothers of the whales, and those that by their enormous girth seemed shortly to become mothers. And as human infants while suckling will calmly and fixedly gaze away from the breast, as if leading two different lives at the same time, and while yet drawing mortal nourishment, be still spiritually feasting upon some unearthly reminiscence. Even so did the young of these whales seem looking up towards us, but not at us, as if we were but a bit of Gulf-weed in their newborn sight."
Herman Melville, 1851