Day Off in Kingston
Monday, June 29th, 2009So we have Saturdays and Sundays off from the studio. But if you don’t mind, we’re not counting yesterday (Saturday) because we spent the day with the kind auto mechanics off of Ulster Ave. (Our van had been overheating; turns out it was a seized fan, and it cost us over $500. Ouch. *sigh*)
So today was our first free day in the Kingston area. Justin made us breakfast (he gets so many points for this), and our plan all week has been to hike a trail somewhere in the abundance of beautiful forestry around these Hudson River Valley parts…
The Ashokan Reservoir had been recommended to us by a few folks, so we set out this morning with the promise of trails and shade and (bless our hearts) some lovable forest creatures.
As we drove on Reservoir Dr, the forest opened up to expose a bridge over the massive reservoir, and we were breathless. It spilled out into an amazing scene: Mountains to the right, topped with cloud and mist, an expanse of water on either side of us, and forests ahead. We took a few pictures–
Unfortunately, everywhere we looked there were chains along the roadside, blocking off the trees, and even blocking off the many trail entrances we’d spotted. (”No Trespassing Except for Fishing with a Permit.”)
Curious! Where were all the hiking trails we’d been promised?!
While temporarily confused, we did walk along a very cool pedestrian bridge, and we came across a sweet doe who had no problem with our close proximity. (And - we confess - with our insistence on attempting to speak with her.) We’re such city folk.
We soon had to *ahem* find a restroom, but I’m glad we forsook our original plan (drive around until we spot a trail?). Because the kind man at the convenience store informed us that we could in fact hike on all those blocked-off trails, but, we needed a hiking permit to do so. (Wow! Our Ohio forests have spoiled us!)
To their credit, the permits are free. Still, we’re permit-less.
No shady walks with forest creatures for us.
We were a bit disappointed, but it began to rain anyway. So we headed back to Kingston, where the rain let up long enough for us to get a jog in around uptown. (Uptown Kingston is historic, settled by the Dutch in 1652, and it’s quirky but nice. Like a disheveled Marblehead MA.) (Speaking of historic and Dutch, check out the nearby Hurley Stone House, where our NY guests are staying. Seriously: The home itself (and its hosts) are amazing.)
We’d been invited to a Sun. evening barbecue in New Paltz, which we discovered today to be littered with musicians and former musicians. Very fun. Even more fun, we were able to finally meet (in person) my good friend Kate. And let me just say, Kate Bradley is great at what she does. And she’s a great person. And she’s reeled me into this, which is so lovely. If you’re a musician, look her up.
Now we’re huddled inside, a slow, dark evening under lamplight and the sound of the window unit.
Tomorrow we track drums. I mean, tomorrow Josh tracks drums.
And I spend some time learning how to sing the new versions of these songs –








