Another week, and another month has flown by. August already? 2018 is slipping away, we’re more than halfway through it.
I’ve spent the last week relaxing at Schodack Island State Park, just south of Albany, and it is one of the newest jewels in the New York system. Electric sites, two places to launch a kayak, well-maintained hiking and biking trails, what’s not to like about this place?
The northern end of the park includes these two older bridges, the front one is a rail line and the back one is traffic branching off the Thruway. Depending on the light, they can be mundane or beautiful things.
How beautiful? The photo below is the land-based portion of the Thruway bridge. There’s just something about the symmetry of the pylons and the patches showing age over the years that speaks to me.
In complete contrast to the mundanity of bridges, there was a Sunday outing to Olana, the home of artist Frederic Church, one of the key figures of the Hudson River School of landscape painting. It’s an Orientalist design, with Moorish and Persian designs predominating, while the inside decor is Victorian in its volume and display (meaning it felt incredibly cluttered and yet fascinating in all the things he managed to fit into each room).
Directly across from the Catskills, with the Hudson below the hill it stands on, this house definitely was built for the views.
Camping within sight of the Hudson has been one of the best weeks ever. And then to be out there on it, in a kayak…
In 1976, I first saw the Hudson River and fell in love with it. I moved from California to New York in 1980 to be closer to it. A few years later, I quit that job to sail up and down the river on the Sloop Clearwater in the mid-1980s. To be back on this water, paddling south for a while then drifting back home on the start of the incoming tide, well, words cannot express how happy I was yesterday afternoon. It was the perfect end to my week here, with the sunset (top photo) providing the final touch.
Happiness is making your dreams come true.