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If you have followed many of our blogs from our current sit in Tarrytown, you will be very familiar with the Old Croton Aqueduct Trail, parts of which we have walked on a number of days here. It traces most of the route of the aqueduct created to bring clean water to New York City in the mid-1840s. Today, we drove about 30 minutes to Croton Gorge Park to see the Old Croton Dam (no longer open to vehicles), which was built to allow for the creation of the aqueduct. It was an impressive visit.

The Croton Gorge Park is a 97-acre property at the base of the Old Croton Dam. It is apparently a popular spot for fishing, picnicking, and hiking, and is the start of the Old Croton Aqueduct Trail that we have been hiking. The park charges $10 per car (cash only) to park. You can walk in free of charge.

Yesterday was quite rainy. Luckily, no storms, just rain most of the day, so it was extra nice to be out this morning in sunshine and temperatures in the low 80s F.

And just cuz it’s so rare to get the two of them in one shot, another photo of the feline photogenic duo that are letting us respond to their needs for food, treats, and play.

Well, this housesit has been one to remember for a number of reasons, but our car getting unnecessarily towed is certainly an event that we won’t forget too soon.

In a nutshell, Bob and I heard a car alarm sounding late Sunday afternoon. When Bob looked out to see what was causing the noise, he saw that our car was up on a tow truck. We ran outside to see what we could do, but the tower had left. We did manage to flag down a cop to speak with.

As a back story, Bob and I had heard from our brother-in-law on Saturday about a letter we had received from the Tarrytown Police Department that our car had been parked in the same spot (directly in front of 10 Benedict Street) for five days and if it was still there on the 23rd (Sunday), it would be towed. So, after we ran our errands on Sunday, we made sure to park in a different spot, as far up the hill on our block as possible.

We explained the difference to the cop who was apologetic as he had “just eyeballed” where we were parked. He said that he would waive the city fine, but that we would still have to pay the towing fee. We went to the Police Station to get the paperwork for the towing agency to release our car to us, and then he encouraged us to head there as soon as possible to minimize their fees. Not having a car, we paid for an Uber to get to the tow lot. They were closed. We paid for an Uber back to the house, and I fed the cats.

Bob called the police station to see if they could contact the towing company to see if we could still get the car that night, as they did not respond to our messages. That did the trick, so we paid for a third Uber to go get our car.

Two and a half hours and $250 later, we were happy to have the car back that should never have been towed in the first place. Our homeowners’ car has definitely been on the street and not moved for much longer than five days. We think it was probably a complaint based act, as the city has been doing work on the water lines on this street for a month now and it often cuts down on the number of parking spaces available. We come and go during the middle of the day, so have more options than residents returning later and we were an easy target with out-of-state plates. Still debating on writing a letter…

Yesterday, we got our toes moving back over the Mario Cuomo Bridge and back to walk and talk out all the stress from the prior evening. I didn’t take any photos as we had walked it before.

And today, our toes took us back south for more of the Old Croton Aqueduct Trail. We started in Hastings-on-Hudson and ended in Glenwood. We started in an area that ran below a nature reserve and then the large gardens that we had visited a week or so ago. Once again, we saw a number of cute houses, got pretty glimpses or larger views down to the Hudson River, but this time we also had to maneuver around a trail worker on a riding tractor and found a good fungi photo as well.

No captions, just pics.

The last piece of the Rockefeller Nature Preserve that we have wanted to visit was the Stone Barns Center for Food and Agriculture. Their mission is to catalyze an ecological food culture in the Hudson Valley through agroecosystem research and production, advisory services, strategic partnerships, culinary research, and community engagement and education. They sustainably raise food and and animals within the preserve but also have a cafe, a high-end restaurant, host educational tours about their work, as well as hosting culinary demonstrations, and providing space for community and private events.

We went today to their monthly market. We parked off-site and walked in through the park as they charge $20/car for parking on the weekends. It was a short 15 minute hike from the car. Sustainability comes with a price, but it is definitely a beautiful venue and who can argue with research that could result in healthier food?

I mentioned that the restaurant was high-end. You can decide for yourself with this information from their website. The menu price is $458 per guest exclusive of tax and a 22% administrative fee that goes towards operational expenses. They do not accept gratuities for employees, so hopefully they are paid appropriately. The menu price is prepaid at the time of booking. Drinks are charged separately on the night of the meal. Should you want to bring a bottle of wine to have with your meal rather than buying off of their wine list, they are happy to accommodate one 750 ml bottle for a corkage fee of $150. On the upside (?), a free walking tour of the property usually precedes the meal. Of course, they also expect you to be dressed appropriately (jackets encouraged).

Pretty sure we won’t be headed here to eat before we leave…

Today is also Bob’s birthday. We have both gotten a year older during our time in New York. We shopped for an in-home dinner after our outing, as it is to rain tonight and Bob wants to follow the UT Volleyball game tonight.

To date while in Tarrytown, we have walked from the house, driven into neighboring towns or driven or took the train north on our little excursions. Today, we finally took the train into New York City. We went to visit a library made possible by John Pierpont Morgan, another of America’s Gilded Age Barons, many of whom seem to have made their money based in this area.

After a breakfast at the little cafe in the Tarrytown train station, we caught an express train into the city. The end of the line for the Hudson Line Trains is Grand Central Station. That is where we were headed, and there was only 1 stop before that, so the trip in took about 40 minutes.

We had tickets for an 11:30 entry to the Morgan Library and Museum, about an 8 minute walk from Grand Central Station. This museum and independent research library began as the personal library of John Pierpont Morgan, a banker and financier whose company, Drexel, Morgan, and Company, was involved in incorporating General Electric in 1889, reorganizing American railroads in the 1890s, and establishing United States Steel in 1901.

Mr. Morgan’s Library, as it was known in his lifetime, was built between 1902 and 1906 adjacent to his New York residence. It was originally built as three rooms in an Italian Renaissance style palazzo. In 1924, 11 years after his death, his son John Pierpont Morgan, Jr., fulfilled his father’s dream of making the library and collections available to the public by transforming it into a public institution.

A key player in Morgan’s impressive collection was Belle Da Costa Greene, a young, single Black woman who was passing as White in the segregated country. Her first librarian job was at Princeton, where she met Mr. Morgan’s nephew who recommended her to his uncle. Her story is perhaps most well known now from the recent book, “The Personal Librarian.”

I took some photos of a couple of the volumes that were on display in the cases.

The library supports the annual Morgan Book Project, a yearlong partnership program for 3rd-12th grade classes in New York City public schools. Participating classes visit the Morgan to explore the collections and learn about traditional methods of bookmaking and then create books based on their visits. Some of the honored pieces were on display.

The train we brought back to Tarrytown was a local with a number of stops before Tarrytown, so the trip back took about an hour.

Bob and I continued on our journey south along the Old Croton Aqueduct Trail. The last time we walked south, we walked from Irvington to Dobbs Ferry and explored Dobbs Ferry. Today, we started in Dobbs Ferry and walked into Hastings-on-Hudson but not into the main downtown area. On today’s walk, we walked by more information markers about the trail, which I am citing below.

The Old Croton Aqueduct, constructed on the same principles used in Ancient Rome, was the first of its size and design in the modern world. Engineers dammed the Croton River to create a reservoir. From the reservoir, gravity carried fresh water through underground pipes, dropping 13 inches per mile. Arched bridges carried the aqueduct over the Sing Sing Kill and the Harlem River and 16 tunnels cut through hills along the aqueduct’s course. When the aqueduct was completed in 1848, it had the capacity of 100 million gallons of water per day.

As per usual on our trail hikes going south, we saw lovely homes, parks, and views of the Hudson River.

The day started with a dead mouse. We assume the cats were busy last night while we slept. I have to say it was better than watching them play with a live one which happened shortly after we first arrived here.

However, that was not the highlight of the day. We headed off to West Point to check out the Visitor Center there and walk the Main Street of Highland Falls, New York, where the school is located.

We were very impressed with the Visitor Center which provides a great overview of the mission of West Point, the four year experience of the students, and the impact of the school and students in multi-media exhibits. We started with the 9 minute film which is shown every 20 minutes and were impressed with the film and the attractive and informative displays.

We learned a few fun facts about the school. It is the nation’s oldest continuously occupied military post, as it was used as a base during the War of Independence. It was opened as the United States Military Academy at West Point in March of 1802. The students are known by different names throughout their 4 years at the school. They begin as plebes, become yearlings in their second year, then cows (really), and oddly, become firsties as seniors.

After our visit to the Visitors Center and a brief stop in the museum which is under construction, we headed out to peruse the Main Street of Highland Falls, NY, where West Point is located. Wikipedia tells me that the village has a population of not quite 4,000 residents and used to be called Buttermilk Falls. It is in an idyllic setting, and was very quiet on this Tuesday.

On the way to West Point, we drove the fast route, which took us over the Hudson on the Mario Cuomo Bridge and then north on the Palisades Parkway. Coming back to Tarrytown, we drove a slower but more scenic route. We crossed the Hudson on the Bear Mountain Bridge and then came south up and down the mountains on Bear Mountain Bridge Road before reconnecting with Highway 9 which comes into Tarrytown.

After our trip up to Cold Spring yesterday, Bob and I had planned to drive the 45 minutes up to the Visitors Center for West Point Military Academy and then walk around the town of Highland Falls where West Point is located. Luckily, while we were getting ready Bob discovered that a parade was happening there today to celebrate the return to school. We didn’t want to get in the middle of that, so we found an alternative plan for the day.

Instead of driving across the river and up to Highland Falls, we drove about 20 minutes straight down Highway 9, which we live right off of, to the community of Yonkers, New York, to visit the Untermyer Park and Gardens. It was quite a find, and a lot of people were out enjoying the free 43 acre park on this beautiful mid-80 degree Saturday.

Yonkers, New York, has a population of about 211,000, making it the third most populous city in New York State and the largest in Westchester County. It borders the northern edge of the Bronx, so is south of Tarrytown.

The brochure we were given at the gardens says that the Untermyer Gardens were once called America’s most spectacular garden. They were created in 1917 by Samuel Untermyer (1858-1940) on the grounds of his estate overlooking the Hudson River.

The current park includes 43 of the once 150 acres that comprised the Untermyer estate. The highlights of the park include a walled garden, The Vista, Ruin Garden, Carriage Trail, Stumpery, and Temple of Love.

We started in the Walled Garden. The brochure states that the Walled Garden is based on the Garden of Eden as described in the Book of Genesis, and is the finest Indo-Persian garden in the Western Hemisphere.

Walking through an inconspicuous doorway in the north loggia of the Walled Garden took us to along staircase leading down towards the Hudson River.

On one side of the staircase down to The Vista are remnants of two of the estate gardens, where they are currently displaying bronze busts of seven prominent Hudson River School painters.

The Ruin Gardens contains a now roofless gate house at the intersection of the Old Croton Aqueduct Trail and the Carriage Trail as well as the Gate House walls.

Approximately 150 upended tree stumps have been gathered to form the basis of a woodland garden called The Stumpery. It is to be enhanced with water features and ferns in the future. Bob and I saw our first Stumpery in the UK when we were exploring the grounds of a lovely estate near Bury St Edmunds with friends.

As if the Walled Garden and the Vista weren’t enough, the Temple of Love was also pretty attractive. It provides another great view of the grounds and Hudson River and is also the centerpiece of a series of rock gardens.

Bob and I caught the train again today for a further trip up the Hudson River to the very cute village of Cold Spring. It was a 45 minute trip on the hourly train, and the day pass was about $13 apiece.

It was a busy Friday on the train. There were seats available both ways, but we were unable to get seats on the Hudson River side on the way up. Still, I got a quick shot of what looked to be an attractive area in Peekskill before the train continued on.

The village of Cold Spring was incorporated as a village in 1846 and currently has about 2,000 residents. It is part of the town of Philipstown. It grew rapidly in the 19th century due to the establishment of the West Point Foundry, which manufactured iron and munitions.

After deboarding the train, we headed to the Hudson River side of the train station to check out a couple of waterfront parks and a historic church.

Next we walked up Main Street. We started on lower Main Street (below the train station), and then continued onto upper Main Street via a tunnel. We were impressed with the signage around town to assist visitors in finding local sites.

This was definitely our favorite of the Main Street areas we have visited in the Hudson River Valley. We found a number of stores to pop into.

A few of the shops and buildings on Main Street.

From Main Street, we headed back south a bit to get a photo of the Putnam County History Museum.

We then continued our walk, but now heading back towards the river to check out a bit of the West Point Foundry Preserve before catching the train back to Tarrytown.

The West Point Foundry opened in 1818 just south of the village. The site was an ideal location, as the surrounding forests were harvested for charcoal production, the mountains mined for ore, and the Hudson used to transport materials and products before the railroad came to Cold Spring in 1849.

On the way back to Tarrytown, we were able to get seats on the Hudson River side of the train for a more scenic ride.

Bob and I headed back out on the OCA (Old Croton Aqueduct) trail today. We have walked it north for about an hour from right in our neighborhood, and we’ve walked it south as far as the village of Irvington. Today, we drove to Irvington to walk the trail from there to Dobb’s Ferry. It was a warm walk, as it is a bit more humid than yesterday and much of our walk in Dobb’s Ferry was not shaded,

Just as a reminder, the Croton Aqueduct was built in the 1830s to bring water from the Croton Reservoir, 41 miles north of New York City, into the city using just gravity to convey the water. In 1968, the state bought 26.2 miles of the original aqueduct path to create a linear park.

As when we walked from Tarrytown to Irvington, we saw a number of lovely homes along the trail.

Mercy University is a private, non-sectarian, non-profit, co-educational research university. Its main campus is on these 66 acres in Dobbs Ferry, but it also has campuses in Manhattan, the Bronx, and Yorktown Heights. It offers more than 90 undergraduate and graduate programs.

The portion of the trail that we walked today is sometimes on the same level as the surrounding land, but is sometimes above the areas surrounding it.

Dobbs Ferry, also in Westchester County, is a village of about 11,500 people today. It is named for the ferry service started in the early 1700s by John Dobbs. The ferry service provided key transportation for American forces in August of 1781 to allow additional troops to join Washington’s in a battle at Yorktown that helped end the war. The ferry service here continued until 1945.

We walked along Main Street in Dobbs Ferry and saw a number of retail stores and restaurants as well as a bank and a library in a mix of older and newer buildings.

We then walked across the train tracks, via the walkover bridge, to check out the Dobbs Ferry Waterfront Park. We even got a faint view of part of the New York City skyline.

Yesterday, Bob and I had a great visit with my cousin Traci and her husband Paul who made the 2 hour drive down from Kinderhook, NY, to Tarrytown. They got here about 12:30. We were able to catch up for about 45 minutes before we walked downtown for our lunch reservations and then we chatted back at the house again afterwards until they headed back about 4:15. It was a lovely and very unusual day for us when we are housesitting, and, of course, we had cleared having them in the house with the homeowners ahead of time.

Since the weekend was mostly filled with us planning and cleaning for their arrival (we may be a bit OCD about this since we don’t entertain very often), we were ready to get out for a walk today.

We drove back to the trailhead near the reservoir to walk on the Empire State Trail again, but this time heading south. It was still a lovely, shaded walks with lots of cyclists, but it took us by an industrial/business area with a couple of street crossings. There is a humane society located along the path as well, so we saw a number of volunteers out walking the shelter dogs. The downside was there were a lot of gnats along the trail, mostly at the end of the walk, otherwise we may not have walked as far.

We did not continue on the trail at this point. We stopped at a gas station instead to cash in a winning lottery ticket ($4) and to purchase a couple of tickets for tonight’s drawing.