Tug John H. Malik
This morning, I heard music on the breeze. Faint as it was, I looked around for source. The only thing in sight was a tug-&-barge. The music grew louder as the tug approached. Eventually, the musi ...
Racing the tide
The tide cycles in such a way that the lowest low tides for the month are associated with the highest high tides. With that in mind, I took advantage of the low tides at the full moon in order to mak ...
Harvest-moon trivia-night kayak paddle
Mara called to remind me that tonight was trivia night at the Black Swan Pub in Tivoli, NY. She was part of the winning trivia team last week. Not wanting to miss out, I paddled my kayak across the ri ...
Fall migration
Last week, a monarch butterfly alighted on the beach north of the lighthouse, resting on its long journey south, drinking the moisture from the damp sand. The autumn migration of the monarch butterfl ...
Boat-and-breakfast
This morning I had breakfast at the lighthouse with my downstream neighbors Kate & Dock. Yesterday at dusk, they sailed up from their riverside home in Glasco and anchored overnight in the shallows no ...
Questions for the Keeper: tides
While I mixed up the pancake batter this morning, a house guests seated at the kitchen table peppered me with questions about the tides. In answer to one of his questions and to illustrate the difficu ...
Improptu mini triathlon
I woke up before dawn and remembered that I was out of orange juice. I totally forgot to buy more when I was at the store yesterday afternoon. I looked at the clock. I didn't have much time until I ne ...
Walking home from town…
I heard an Eastern Screech Owl while walking home from town tonight. Nearing the bottom of the hill on Lighthouse Drive, I heard its distinctive long, drawn-out trill.
What's with all the bass boats?
This morning at breakfast, my guests wondered why so many bass boats were zooming around on the river. The boats were out in force this morning, speeding en masse down the river with a few peeling off ...
Life on the Hudson
Born and raised in the show-me state of Missouri, I was schooled by the big rivers of the meandering Missouri and the muddy Mississippi in St. Louis. As a result, my experiences on the Hudson River a ...