UP A BUSY RIVER
Simple sailing by day and comfortable quaint inns at night, a daysailing cruise up the Hudson River proves rich in history and fun
But on top of that, the Hudson is the river of my youth. We spent lazy summer afternoons canoeing to Bannerman’s Island, scaling the ruins and leaping into the murky moats and fishing, hiking and biking its shores. In the spring we eagerly watched for migrating birds at Kemey’s Cove, and in the winters, when the river froze, we’d gather at the magnificent sight and thunderous “boom” of cracking ice. For the first three decades of my life, I never lived more than 8 miles from that beautiful river.
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