08/26/2011, Tarrytown, NY
Wedesday the 24th we motored south to Tarrytown looking for a yacht club for a cheap/free mooring. We were looking for wifi and a few other amenities to try to figure out the pending Hurricane.
We pulled up to the Nyack Yacht club and found some very nice folks. It was rough and bouncy so we hung around thinking it might calm down a bit. After a bit we had to cross the river to Tarrytown for a pump out. Found out that the Tarrytown Marina is also in our Yacht Club book and we got a FREE slip. I love free.
Thursday 8/25 (Happy b-day Bruce and Jay)
We headed by train to NYC as we won't be going any further south right now on the boat. It rained most of the day - but, oh well. We had a FAB time. Grand Central Terminal, Empire State Building, Times Square, Fifth AVe, Broadway. A great day.
08/23/2011, Pollepel Island
Pollepel Island. Today we traveled to an anchorage that is tucked behind an island in the river. What makes this special is a cool ruined "castle" on the island. I don't know the history of the castle but as soon as I get internet I plan on checking it out. The view is spectacular.
We have discovered the cruising guides of the Erie Canal and Hudson River are really lacking. They give you some information but it never seems to be enough. We have generally worked off 2-3 guides, a nautical chart and a road map!
Here's a little history:
Francis Bannerman (Frank) was born in Dundee, Scotland in 1851 and came to the United States to live in Brooklyn, at the age of three. His father took up the business of selling goods at Navy auction. Young Frank, while still in school, began to collect scrap from the harbor, then full of sailing ships. He was so successful at this that it soon became a business. At the end of the Civil War he increased his wares by buying surplus stock at government auctions. This source continued even after the Spanish American War. In 1872, on a buying trip to Ireland, he met and married Helen Boyce. Subsequently they had three sons; Francis Vll and David Boyce joined him in the business, and Walter became a doctor.
The business, known everywhere as "Bannerman's" was founded in 1865 in Brooklyn. As more and more material was acquired, it moved several times, it finally arrived at 501 Broadway, in Manhattan. From the Spanish War so much equipment and ammunition was bought that the laws of the city forced them to look for storage outside the city limits.
By Chance while canoeing on the Hudson, David Bannerman noted the island. The Bannermans purchased it from the Taft family in 1900 as a safe storage site. Mr. Bannerman began construction on a simulated Scottish castle and simple residence in 1901.
Equipment of every description as well as ammunition were shipped there for storage until sold. Although Frank Bannerman was a munitions dealer, he titled himself to be a man of peace. He wrote in his catalogues that he hoped that his collection of arms would someday be known as "The Museum of the Lost Arts". He was a devoted church goer, a member of the St. Andrews Society, founder of the Caledonian Hospital, and active in a boy's club - often taking them on trips to the island in the summer months. In W.W.I he contributed cannons; uniforms, and blankets, to the U.S. government. Frank and Helen Bannerman used the house on the island as a summer residence. Mrs. Bannerman, a successful gardener, enhanced the paths and terraces with wonderful flowers and shrubs, some which still exist today.
Many tales both serious and comic have been told about this place over the years, some recounted in a pamphlet by Frank's grandson Charles, who wrote prophetically in 1962 - five years before the island was sold to the Taconic Park Commission, and seven years before the great fire that caused such destruction
"No one can tell what associations and incidents will involve the island in the future. Time, the elements, and maybe even the goblins of the island will take their toll of some of the turrets and towers, and perhaps eventually the castle itself, but the little island will always have it's place in history and in legend and will be forever a jewel in it's Hudson Highland setting."
08/22/2011, Kingston-Rondout Creek
No one was moving too fast this morning so it was about 11:00 before we hauled anchor. We headed for Kingston, only a short 11 miles. There is a nice Maritime Museum with a lot of history of the Hudson River Valley. Many of the old buildings and homes near the waterfront are still there as well. Kingston was the capital in 1777 and was burnt to the ground when the British snuck up the river. A unique and interesting place.
The area on the river is on Rondout Creek with Kingston about 3 miles away. Our time was spent in Rondout on the Historic Waterfront.
08/21/2011, Saugerties, NY
We are continuing to travel toward NY City with Thomas Leigh and Old Rosie. We were heading for Saugerties where you can anchor up Esopus Creek. Well - I think of creek and I think rural and somewhat deserted. We took a right at the lighthouse and went slowly up the creek. It was shore-to-shore homes, cabins and boats. We anchored in the wide spot and a couple locals said that would be fine!!
We went and checked out the lighthouse and found a pricey fundraiser happening so home we went. We were towing Taris and Cheryl from Thomas Leigh and it started to pour!! They stayed on our boat for a bit and after it cleared up we decided to swim. Nice!!
Later we hosted the party and it got a little wild when the Karaoke came out. A great time was had by all. Why didn't I take pictures! Sheesh.
Later we moved across the river to the anchorage area for the night. Old Rosie had us over for "after" sundowners about 8:00. Ben and Jane are from Canada and are traveling down to Florida and possibly the Bahamas. They have a lovely steel motor sailor that looks like a tug. I just love it! Great company and a great time.
Beautiful motor sailer!
Castleton is another quaint river side village. By the looks of things, the village has seen better days. There are many vacant buildings on main street and not much business to speak of. Too bad-the people we met were so friendly and accommodating.
After a very long day of hard work we thought we'd support the local economy and have dinner at the Village Inn. No, this is not the chain Village Inn. Rather, a very nice local bar and grill with excellent burgers and chix sandwiches. We were the only table eating there on a Friday night and maybe 4-5 folks at the bar. This place sits just across the tracks from the Boat Club and everything shakes and rattles when one of the frequent hi speed trains go by. We jumped but the locals didn't blink an eye!