Jun 29, 2015 | Flotsam
From our secure achorage near Newburgh,
onward and southward…
…but before leaving Captain had to clean all the parts of his new
…we lucked in again with a frisky south-west wind.
…just before Constitution Island we passed the ruins
Can you imagine what this must have been like in its original state?
…and the very impressive campus of West Point
was just a few minutes around the bend in the river…
…where apparently rivalry is taken very seriously.
We needed to stop briefly in West Haverstraw
to get to a West Marine to fix a problem with my life vest.
We had planned on asking one of the many marinas if we could dock for a short while,
when we spotted Hudson Water Club.
They had no problem with us using their facilities,
telling us we could stay as long as we needed
and even ordered us a taxi.
Their warm hospitality was so appreciated that we stopped
on our return for the best dirty martini on the Hudson.
Way point is now in our GPS for the trip up-river for sure.
We have seen indications on our charts for ‘special anchorage’ points
so thought we would finally take advantage in Nyack.
Easy pick-up of the mooring ball,
a call in to report to ‘they who must be informed’
(US Customs & Border Protection)
and we are good for the night…
…in a not too shabby neighbourhood…
…with a little overhead entertainment while we dined…
Jun 27, 2015 | Flotsam
Caught between slowing things down to absorb all the good stuff around us
but anxious to move forward to be in NYC by July 4th…
We had a self-imposed stop-over in Troy,
because our paper charts ended with Troy Lock.
Docking was free, minimal (no electricity) but very secure.
Dock master ordered us a taxi to West Marine,
a mere 10 minute ride.
We did a bit of damage at what is always a boater’s ‘candy store’
and Francois came away with a new toy (Wind Meter)…
and of course new charts for the lower Hudson, NYC
and Long Island…
…a little history for you about Troy…
Starting to be conscious about tides
we came across this sign (see red arrow)…
…I may need to break out my ‘pretty’ boat boots…
…After a couple of pints of local brew…
…we retired for the night to the ever-changing waterfront light show