I honestly can't believe it took me as long as it did. I'm a country girl, I grew up in the mountains, and yet somehow I didn't make it to the Catskills region, or the middle Hudson Valley just to the east of it, until 2008. But that, as they say, was that. I'm hooked. I'm in love. For life. Everybody else in NYC can have their Hamptons, and their Jersey Shore; I will head for the hills.
So that is where my husband and I headed, for what turned out to be a depressingly damp weekend. But a fun weekend nonetheless. Largely because our priorities, as usual, revolved around food and drink. Our first stop upon arriving Friday night was dinner at Cucina - a new spot for us, and a delicious one. We had a lovely summery dinner on the wide front porch - delightful.
Photo via Cucina Woodstock
On Saturday morning, our destination was clear: Love Bites. Love Bites, in the impossibly quaint-yet-hip riverside town of Saugerties, is one of the most delicious breakfast spots I've ever visited. Phenomenal coffee, delicious house-made sausage, bacon so flavorful you stop chewing for a moment just so you can savor the taste in your mouth. Heavenly. Here is my husband doing the ritual drink photo at Love Bites (maybe one day I will explain about our ritual drink photos):
Fun bonus: online home decor mecca One Kings Lane featured my photo above, of a pile of gorgeous vintage Navajo rugs at Green, in their #FeelingFall Instagram campaign. I have been spamming them for days. And I'm obsessed with fall, so I've got lots more where that came from. Sorry, guys.
We rambled over to the Saugerties Farmers Market, where we made a new friend:
And we picked up a copy of the local arts & culture magazine, Chronogram. We are bemused yet obsessed by this cover artwork. The artist discusses her inspiration and process here, and I implore you to read the article. Internet cat memes were one of her major influences. Related: god, I love Woodstock.
Cosmic Chrono Cat, by artist Becky Todd
Sunday, we kayaked! We rented a couple of kayaks and some matching oars and we paddled down the little inlet of the Esopus Creek and out into the Hudson.
My husband wanted to cross to the east side of the river, and about halfway across, it hit us that we were bobbing in two tiny plastic shells right bang in the middle of the mighty Hudson - it was both awesome and slightly scary. We crossed, we crossed back, we tooled around a little, and then we took a look at the stormclouds massing over the horizon behind the Saugerties Lighthouse, and we decided it might not be our worst decision of the day to head home.
photos via the Saugerties Lighthouse
Monday, I asked to take a drive up along the bottom of Overlook Mountain even though it looked like this, and sure enough the skies opened up again in full force:
So we gave up and came home. An anticlimactic ending to our lovely weekend. The only reason I wasn't more bummed: we're heading back next month. :)