I was awakened by a deluge of rain on the roof while sunlight was creeping around the blinds.  Waddup widdat?  Well, there was cloud cover (just over my house?) but sun seen around the perimeter.  There was, however, more cloud cover and more rain on the way.


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Later,  after the rain but while it was still threatening, it was an excellent time to (as Thoreau urged)  walk about, not to and fro.  Here’s Bob’s boat, hoping to get out again in the fall.

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Then there’s old Sultan, up on blocks for years, now, probably anxious to get out there but, sadly, not going to make it.

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The clouds, broken here and there, making for great reflections.

The bait boxes.

The bait boxes.


An empty slip.  Nikki must be out in this weather, working his traps.Image 05


The empty chair.

The empty chair.


My Knockout Roses after the rain.  A pleasure to see them since almost a year ago they were under four feet of salt water.

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As I mentioned in my essay on my Photography Phunk, part of my cure was to get off the beach and on the road to practice my craft.  I decided to head up along the western side of the Hudson River and see what I could find.  My first stops were on Bear Mountain, a first visit for me and well worthwhile.  I drove to the peak (because it’s there) but diverted to this overlook on Seven Lakes Drive on the way down.   On the left of the panorama is the Bear Mountain Bridge crossing the Hudson River.

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The panorama was made from five separate images taken using my wide angle lens in a vertical or portrait position.  This had been suggested to me a couple of times over the years and I finally remembered it while at a location.  When combining images into a panorama one almost always loses some of the top and bottom of the images.  Shooting vertically gives more image to start with such that the final panorama still has a lot of the scene.  Because I was shooting downward there was distortion in the synthesized result which I corrected  in Photoshop.


I then headed north to West Point.  To my surprise they would let me drive through but they wanted to search my car first.  It was full of vacation and camera gear and I decided it wasn’t worth the trouble.  “What’s on the flash cards, sir?”  We toured it years ago when we took our boat up the Hudson.  We were allowed to tie up over night at the West Point excursion boat pier but it turned out to be a mixed blessing as the Conrail freight tracks run right past the pier and there was a lot of thundering, pier-shaking traffic all night.

Continuing, then, I drove through Storm King State Park from which the image below of the Hudson was made along Route 218, the Storm King Highway.  The road continues and rises to the flat top of the knob on the left.

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Thence to Highland, NY.  There I drove down Mile High Road and then along River Road to Mariner’s On The Hudson.  Here, the gulls and I enjoyed this view of two bridges crossing the Hudson.  The farther one is the FDR Mid-Hudson Bridge which carries traffic to Poughkeepsie.  The nearer one is the Walkway Over The Hudson.  This is an abandoned 1.28 mile railroad bridge maintained as a pedestrian park by a non-profit organization, and managed by NYS Parks.

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I continued north and arrived at Saugerties late in the day.  I had read of waterfalls along the Esopus River as it headed to the Hudson.  I found and photographed them, and a couple of samples will appear in my gallery of this trip.  The next morning I headed northwest on route 32, branching to the west on 23A.  This was familiar territory as Denise Bush has run field trips in this world for many years.  One frequent photo op was always Bastion Falls, a part of the Kaaterskill falls system which also head to the Hudson.  As much as I’ve photographed it I decided that if no one else was there, I would be.  They weren’t and I was.  It was a pleasure to move about without restraint and to try different angles.   Here’s my favorite.

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My reverie was broken by the voice of a highway department man advising me to move or have my car tarred in place.  Well, what would you have done?  Off then on 23A west to turn south on 42 under the cloud cover which was being caught on the Catskill peaks.  At the turn onto 42 is the village of Lexington where I found an interesting old inn.

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Our group has photographed the old Cold Spring House in the Catskills many times.  This inn is not nearly as large but it’s architecturally charming.  Note the tiny non-functional balconies, the fretwork topping the porch roof posts, the balustrade supported by the posts, and the brackets and dentil molding supporting the roof.  Considering its age and condition I chose to use Silver Efex’s  Antique Plate to tone the image.

I continued along 42 and turned on to another small village called West Kill which looked interesting.  The sign at the Baptist Church asked where I wanted to be in eternity:  Smoking or non-smoking?  As I continued on this road I passed what I recognized as Smokey’s barn (insider reference)  and realized I was on  Spruceton Road along which the groups had traveled on past field trips.  (More images in the gallery.)   As Spruceton Road dead ends at a one mile trail to Diamond Notch Falls I opted to turn around.  I continued northeast through 1770 Rensaleerville (images in the gallery) with its blue stone slab sidewalks, old mill, and a beautiful 1786 Federal style home in pristine condition.  I settled in for the night at a 40’s style cabin near my morning destination, Ausable Chasm.

Ausable Chasm was formed over thousands of years beginning as the last ice age retreated.  It’s a two mile path thru which the Ausable River moves to Lake Champlain.  The privately owned and maintained facilities (excellent, by the way) are located on Route 9 near Keeseville, NY.   My family went through it sometime in the 60’s.  I had gone back a few years ago but decided I wasn’t up to the physical challenge.  This time I decided to give it a go, and I’m glad I did.

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The first mile is a trail cut into the side of the chasm with the occasional bridge to cross over a gap.   Next, one may opt for a bus back to the entrance or elect to take one of the rafts down the rapids.  So, what the hell.  My estate is in order so down I went for a one mile ride.  I’ve been in much worse rapids, and, though I was the old dude in the raft, it was fun.  Small world: one of my co-riders had been a waitress at Braddock’s Tavern in Medford.

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Early the next morning, after a cholesterol-filled local  breakfast of creamed chipped beef over scrambled eggs I headed for Lake Placid.  This is a favorite destination which I’ve visited four times.  I just wish it were closer.  The past three times I’ve stayed at a motel on Paradox Bay which opens to Lake Placid.  Interestingly, the village of Lake Placid is on Mirror Lake which doesn’t open to Lake Placid.  That’ll win you a beer in some trivia contest.  My principal capture here was another panorama from the 4867′ high  top of Whiteface Mountain.  The parking area is at 4600′ and the rest is via a tunnel to an internal elevator.  On the right below is Lake Placid.

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Twilight from the lawn in front of the motel and on Paradox Bay can be lovely.  That’s Whiteface in the background.

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Another day was spent in driving around the Lake Placid area.  This included a visit to the Wild Center, an excellent natural history museum in nearby Tupper Lake.  The day brought showers but that resulted in this gentle image of a pond adjacent to the Wild Center.

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There are a few more images from this tour in a gallery.  Please click here to see them.