I have no idea what these derelict iron pipes are for.
Cold Spring from above, looking south.
Breakneck Ridge.
Me and Josh.
A cellar hole. I can't imagine that this land was ever any good for farming, so I'm guessing there was iron mining in the area.
I catch David practicing his right-handed swing.
This was made of concrete reinforced with chicken wire, so it's not particularly old. It did fall apart very quickly.
Don't know what this was. Those are masonry walls, with a tiled interior. There are many pipes inside, what looks like a grain silo, and access to the second floor. A flour mill?
Knee-deep in leaf litter.
David fell, and I'm propping him back up again.
A leopard frog is hiding from me.
Frog!
Bannerman's Castle, near Garrison, NY. The chain across the Hudson was stretched here during the Revolution.
Some large tug with a crane on it travels upstream. I like the look of the gnarled little tree in the foreground... bonsai-like.
Storm King mountain. We're on the (long) road back to Putname County and Cold Spring, from where we ended up in Dutchess (near Beacon, NY).
Freight train. Very long.
