A little piece of Europe in the Hudson Valley: Huguenot Street – New Paltz

Bevier House. Built by Louis Bevier, the patentee, in 1698. Elting homestead from 1740. This house has an interesting sub-cellar.

“The Huguenot Street Historic District is located near downtown New Paltz, New York, approximately 90 miles (140 km) north of New York City. The seven stone houses and several accompanying structures in the district were built in thece to e early 18th century by Huguenot settlers fleeing discrimination and religious persecution in France and Belgium. After negotiating with the Esopus Indians, this small group of Huguenots settled on a flat rise on the banks of the Wallkill River in 1678. The settlers named the site in honor of Die Pfalz, the region of present-day Germany that had provided them temporary refuge before they came to America. Recent archaeological finds indicate that the immediate area settled by the Huguenots was occupied by Native Americans prior to European contact. The site is one of the oldest continuously inhabited settlements in the United States…The house museums of Historic Huguenot Street are in their original village setting.” Wikipedia.

Captions below largely taken from historical markers next to each house. The site is also right next to the Walkill Rail Trail. Good for walking Jackson, but not today. He’d already walked for 1.5 hours at the Rockefeller Preserve and probably another hour here as I wandered around taking pictures. It was around 70 degrees and I noticed that as we were walking back to the care he kept heading for the patches of shade.

New Paltz looks like a place to explore – with lots of interesting looking restaurants.

Dubois House. This fort built it 1705 by Daniel Dubois. Site’s first redoubt. There are port holes in the east end.

Jean Hasbrouck. House built in 1712; now home of the Huguenot Patriotic, Historical and Monumental Society since 1899.

Site of Walloon Church. Built of Logs, First Church-School 1683. First church of stone 1717. Callled “Our French Church”, precursor reformed church.

1799 house. Build by Ezekiel Elting as a home and store. Originel Cambrel roof destroyed in 1888 blizzard. 1968 purchased by Le Fevre Family Association. Maintained by HHSand Le Fevre family.

Hasbrouck House. Built 1712, by Abraham, the patentee, once soldier in the English army. Fried of Gov. Andros. Kitchen scene of cock fights.

Another view of the Hasbrouck House.

Stone Church – 1773. First stone church, 1717. Services in French to 1753. Dutch language to 1800. Church corner stone seen at south wall of portico.

Rockefeller Trails – Pocantico River Trail

Rusting Fire Hydrant. Someone’s left an old woolen mitten on it.

I was down in Westchester County again and decided on another visit to the Rockefeller Preserve – this time walking along the Pocantico River Trail, one of the longer trails in the preserve. As the name implies it follows the Pocantico River and the main feature of this trail is the numerous bridges: some small, some much larger. Perhaps the largest is the three arch bridge. Unfortunately, it’s hard to get a good picture of it because of the trees that, over the years, have grown up around it. Since the undergrowth hasn’t completely grown yet I decided to go right down to the river. It’s a pretty good viewpoint, but even from there you can’t see all of the three arches.

About 15 minutes into the walk you come to this picturesque single arch stone bridge.

Three arched stone bridge.

I have no idea what this is, but I liked the textures.

One of the smaller stone bridges.

Foam on the Pocantico River.

Fisherman on the Pocantico River.

A few black and whites from the West Point Foundry Preserve

A little while ago I did a post on the Old West Point Foundry Preserve. The color pictures were all of the old administration building, the only largely intact structure in the preserve. However, there are other things to see and here a few black and whites from the same excursion.

Reconstruction of a gun testing platform.

Cannon inscription at the base of the gun testing platform.

Cascading stream.

Tree roots.

Stream entering Foundry Cove.

Reproduction of the Boring Mill Back Shot Water Wheel.

 

Along the Three Lakes/Appalachian Trail

We went walking on the Old Rail Bed Trail the other day.  I was actually looking for the Three Lakes/Appalachian Trail loop but apparently I didn’t go far enough. If you go past the parking area I used for about another mile you find another parking area with access to the trail I wanted. This time I found it. The entire loop takes about four hours, but I thought we could walk for 30-45 mins and then turn around and come back. The description of the trail says “After passing a swamp on the right, the trail turns left and begins to climb rather steeply”. This turned out to be an understatement. It’s extremely steep and you’re clambering over rocks all the way up. After some time we got to the top. I must say that Jackson took it pretty well although a little later I turned back downhill for a while to take a picture and when I started back up he showed definite reluctance. He didn’t baulk entirely as he had the other day but he definitely wasn’t happy about the rock climbing.

Unfortunately I now had a problem. Looking back down the trail it looked even steeper than it had going up and it’s always harder going down – it’s easier to slip an fall. So I really didn’t want to go back down that way. However, the only alternative seemed to be to continue along the trail for another 3.5 hours. So off we went. From the direction we were going I suspected that the trail would cross the Sunken Mine Road. We’d walked along there the other day so if it did we only had to turn left and walk back up to Dennytown Road. We could then walk along Dennytown back to where the car was parked (about another mile). My suspicion turned out to be correct and after losing the trail for a while (it turned sharp left and then sharp right and I missed the sharp right) we eventually came to Sunken Mine Road.

It was a nice walk if a little strenuous (particularly the long, steep uphill bit). Along the way we passed a ruined house ( First four pictures – I can’t seem to avoid the ruins even when I’m not looking for them), the remains of an old tin mine (fifth picture), and an interesting split rock (picture 6).  I only fell once, although I prefer to think of it as more of a graceful slide to the ground than a fall. I just lost my footing on the abundant dry leaves on the ground. No harm done and there were no rocks there for me to hit my head on.






I thought I’d explore a bit along Dennytown Road so instead of turning right to go to 301 I turned left. Along the way we passed this large, barn like structure with lots of interesting signs. I’ve no idea what it is. I guess the owner likes signs. Following Dennytown Road in this direction eventually brings you to Oscawana Lake Road and from there we went home and collapsed. We both slept for about three hours. A piece of cod and leftover potatoes and peas for dinner and then I watched a few more episodes of “Game of Thrones”. I think I’ve watched about 20 over the last couple of days. I’m now almost up to date – two more episodes to go.

Roundup Texas BBQ

I went to the Roundup Texas BBQ on Route 9 (just south of the intersection with 301) last night. It’s quite spartan: a small room with four or five wooden picnic tables. The food seems to be cooked and served from a couple of trailers adjoining the restaurant. To order you go up to a window, which aligns with a similar window on the trailers. You give your order and when it’s done they pass it to you through the window. They have an outdoor eating area for use in warm weather and they allow (even welcome) dogs.

The food is Texas style (i.e. dry rubbed) BBQ. If you’re expecting a lot of sauce you’ll be disappointed. I ordered the sampler: about six ribs; 1/4 chicken; a big chunk of sausage and some brisket accompanied by cole slaw, potato salad and macaroni and cheese. To wash it down a couple of Texas beers (Shiner): a pale ale and then a black lager. It was a lot and I was quite full afterwards. The food was pretty good. The meat was very soft and falling off the bone.

It’s a good place to come with Jackson on a warm day and you can sit outside.