Lyn will have to provide the historical view of the Hudson River, as she did for me reading aloud accounts from Hudson’s first trip to the creation canals for transporting bricks and coal that help NYC become what it is. For me, having grown up near the Hudson and NYC, the image in my head is always the skyline, the Palisades, the GWB, Lady Liberty….. But now, that has changed. I have been across nearly all of the bridges; The Tappan Zee (not Mario whatever….), Bear Mountain,Kingston, Rip Van Winkle…. all by car at a pace that afforded no real sense of the river. Beginning at The Battery, the Hudson is mighty, rolling like you are on the ocean, full of marine traffic, then slowly, ever so slowly, she narrows and gets more rural until you can’t imagine that this is the same river. Here in New Baltimore, NY, it’s like a quiet backwater with a slow flow, nearly nothing but flora and fauna except for the occasional ocean going 35 ft draft ship headed to/from Albany. It’s pretty surprising to see these hulks glide past the marina ‘constrained by maneuverability’ in the midst of this bucolic scene.
Near West Point 
Calm before the storm 
Heron in Half Moon Bay 
Silently cruising past Shady Harbor
Aisling goes Looping 