From our Hudson home base at West Shore Marina in Marlboro
NY, a nice young man picked us up from Hertz and took us over to our car in
Newburgh, the next town south of here. We discovered that the Hertz office in
Newburgh is right across the street from the hotel that was our home base when
we came to pick up the dinghy in 2011! What are the odds!! If we didn’t get to
go to the restaurant at least we saw the hotel.
And we ate at 5 Guys to
remember how we stated at the 5 Guys owner’s yacht club, Corinthian Yacht Club
on the Chesapeake. I guess we are just feeling nostalgic as we enter the final
month of the trip.
It was too late for much of anything when we got back. I
gave Kermit the choice of walking across the Poughkeepsie Walking Bridge (a
Hudson must-see) or going to the “best ice cream in NY State”. He chose ice
cream. Go figure. That leaves another “must see” for the next time.
Tom, (the fake name for the really great guy at West Shore
whose name I am embarrassed to say I cannot remember) said the place was in
Monroe NY, only a short drive away. But he was wrong. It was hell-and-gone far
away, over mountains. Almost to California.
What did people ever do without GPS? I know I was alive then
but for the life of me I cannot recall. We found the address of Bellhaven
Creamery on the smart phone and plugged it into the GPS. Mmmm… That address was
not an option. Does not compute. So we had a map and thought perhaps we could
find it using old fashioned technology – a map. But no. That didn’t work
either.
When we found ourselves near the entrance to West Point (near the river and not near the mountain) we knew we had trouble. So we plugged the address into the GPS and picked the closest result that might get us near the place, figuring if we got close there might be a sign directing us to the best ice cream in the world. Off we went to retrace and correct the improper steps we already took.
When we found ourselves near the entrance to West Point (near the river and not near the mountain) we knew we had trouble. So we plugged the address into the GPS and picked the closest result that might get us near the place, figuring if we got close there might be a sign directing us to the best ice cream in the world. Off we went to retrace and correct the improper steps we already took.
It wasn’t almost to California but we did encounter the Appalachian
Trail! We recognized it because 1) we saw crazy looking hikers with big packs
and walking sticks who looked like they needed a shower. We recognized that
look. I feel that way today. And 2) We saw signs. Dead giveaway. It sure is a
pretty area. These roads, mountains and beat up old towns look just like what we
saw along the rivers last fall. Just missing the trees turning but it is August
after all.
Cows live here |
Katherine on the phone talking to Marissa, bragging about the ice cream |
chocolate coffee toffee crunch... yum |
I had a second scoop of strawberry with real strawberries in it. Kermit had deep chocolate. It was amazing. Simply melted in the mouth. Definitely worth the long journey. We went home and collapsed in an ice cream haze.
Kykuit entry |
The view from the front over the valley |
The money view over the river |
John D. Rockefeller (called John D by the guide) was originally from Cleveland. He maintained an estate there for most of his life. He made his money in oil and gas, founding Standard Oil. But he really loved the family campus on a huge plot of land along the Hudson River’s eastern shore.
The home is modest compared to other mansions in the neighborhood – and there is a huge mansion about every few miles apart around here. Most are blocked from river view by the trees but they are there.
We both had camera |
then a bit of wimsy |
A formal view one minute... |
The gardens are amazing, perfectly manicured with sculpture tucked everywhere reflecting the family's different tastes over the generations,
A view of the river |
Everyone needs a stag on their lawn, right? Reminds me of the flamingos we saw in south Florida! |
the art perfectly matched the surroundings |
This sculpture was placed by helicopter! |
Just a stretch in the morning |
As his children came of age he built them a home on the campus. We could see other homes in the trees as the bus brought us up the hill to Kykuit. The oldest of each generation got the big house. John D, as the guide lovingly called him, built the home in a rather simple style, no big flowing staircases and relatively small rooms (but lots of them), all with amazing views because the home is at the top of the hill.
The guide talking about the back porch |
The windows and doors of the entire river walk open to a huge patio to incorporate the outside into the inside during the summer. Evidently the porch was glassed in and heated for Christmas celebrations.
John D. Rockefeller Jr. (called Junior by the guide) updated
the style to make it more elegant. He added a fancy new entry way with big
gardens around 1915. Then Nelson Rockefeller, former Gov. of NY and VP of USA
under Gerald Ford, got the house and added a ton of modern art.
When Nelson died (in the arms of his girlfriend! They don't talk about that on the tour!) he bequeathed
the main house and gardens to the state and set up a foundation to provide for
upkeep. His widow, Happy still lives in a house in the compound. The guide says
sometimes she can be found working in the garden.
The clubhouse - it looks like a country club but was designed for Jr.'s kids - golf course is in the foreground |
John D loved the view of the Hudson. When he moved in
quarries over the river were smelly, noisy and ugly. So John D and his buddies
with mansions on the east side bought lots of land on the west side, now called
the Palisades. Nice neighbors.
The mansion looks like the family packed up their clothes
and walked out after Nelson died. It is exquisite.
In the lowest level Nelson built 4 galleries filled
with modern 20th Century art. It was his real love and the
collection is amazing. I especially love the Picasso tapestries. Nelson loved
Picasso’s work but it got to be too expensive even for him so he had Picasso
supervise and approve creation of tapestries woven in France of some his best
pieces.
The tapestries - a Google Image Photo |
The group leaving the Level 4 gallery |
We signed up for the 3’ super-duper tour so we could see Nelson’s art collection. No photos allowed in the house but we took a bunch outside.
The grounds are littered with massive modern sculptures,
quite a juxtaposition compared to the formal mansion that serves as the
background. Nelson placed the pieces himself with a certain humor. Many big pieces were placed in their spots by helicopter! There is so much art that some is stored in the stable all wrapped up.
Modern art
runs in the family. His mom, Abby Rockefeller of the Williamsburg fame, founded
the Museum of Modern Art in NYC. Much of the Rockefeller collection is on
display there too.
More art stored in the stables |
We missed visiting local Pocantico Church, the Rockefeller
family church down the road. The family commissioned Matisse and Chagall
windows that are supposed to be exquisite.
After leaving Kykuit we went across the river to Nyack for
lunch. Judy Hechtkopf recommended the town. It is cute with shops and
galleries. Nyack continues that goofy hippy look seen in upstate NY. We had a
delicious lunch at Strawberry Place. The owners are planning a summer charter
boat vacation in the Abacos so we talked to them for a while.
We bought cinnamon Challah bread from the Challah Fairy out of Brooklyn and had great French toast.
We bought cinnamon Challah bread from the Challah Fairy out of Brooklyn and had great French toast.
Back in the car to West Point Military Academy. We passed
West Point in the boat on our way to West Shore Marina. It sits on a hill on a peninsula
strategically placed to guard the Hudson. George Washington wanted to have a
military academy and placed it in this strategic spot.
The Chapel |
Kermit going into the Chapel |
The Chapel is pretty awesome too with stained glass windows donated by each class and one of the largest pipe organs in the country. The organist said the largest is in Radio City Music Hall and in a large department store in Philadelphia. BTW he knew all about Shantz Organ in Orrville!!
Our guide telling funny stories on former grads |
A beautiful setting |
This can be seen from the river |
Instructors' homes |
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