{"id":46,"date":"2009-06-24T17:11:51","date_gmt":"2009-06-25T00:11:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/blog\/?p=46"},"modified":"2010-03-07T15:56:17","modified_gmt":"2010-03-07T22:56:17","slug":"weekend-in-newburgh-ny","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/2009\/06\/24\/weekend-in-newburgh-ny\/","title":{"rendered":"Weekend in Newburgh, NY"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\"><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>We packed our van, topped the gas tank, and were ready to go as soon as the boys hopped off the school bus.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Excitement was running high with the anticipation of exploring castle ruins on a tiny abandoned island on the Hudson River near Newburgh, NY.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Two pit stops and 6-hours later, we entered the Stewart Hilton Garden Inn\u2019s<span>\u00a0 <\/span>hot tub, then swimming pool.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>A perfect ending to a long drive.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\"><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Saturday morning dawned over-cast and we headed to the hotel breakfast smorgasbord, omelets station, and juice bar.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>After that, we were off to meet my long-time friends at the Stewart Airport Diner. Enroute, we swung passed the house my parents and I used to live in off Grand Avenue, Balmville, a section of Newburgh.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>The lovely flag-stoned patio still looked inviting; however, a fountain had been installed between the house and the road \u2013 right in front of the house.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Tacky.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>At least it wasn\u2019t a plastic, pink flamingo.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\"><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>My friends arrived at the diner at the same time, so there was much hugging, kissing, and BS-ing.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>We\u2019d kept in touch via e-mail, but hadn\u2019t actually been together in almost 23-years.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Flo is a retired Spanish high school teacher and Gary is a retired high school History teacher. As a matter of fact, I introduced them many long years ago.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Gary was going to be our tour guide of Bannerman\u2019s Castle and Island.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\"><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>During breakfast, he kept stressing how rough the terrain would be; How many wooden steps to climb<span>\u00a0 <\/span>(72 one-way); It would take 1-1\/2 hours of hiking up steep rock and sliding down the other side; and we\u2019d have to wear hard-hats in case the castle crumbled some more, not to mention there might still be unexploded shells from the arsenal and to stay on the paths.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>He insisted he wasn\u2019t trying to talk me out of going on the tour; only to let me know what we were in for.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Our young boys were even more keen on going and I certainly wasn\u2019t going to be left behind.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\"><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Gary and his co-workers took the work boat out to the island ahead of us to get things set up.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Eventually, we boarded the Pollepel and found our recycled airline seats near the windows of the enclosed flat-bottomed boat. During the \u00bd-hour ride to Bannerman\u2019s Island, we learned that only flat-bottomed boats could get to shore, due to the shallowness of the water surrounding the 6.5-acre granite island.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman\"><span style=\"font-size: small\"><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I won\u2019t go into the long and fascinating history of Bannerman\u2019s Island Arsenal and Castle in hopes that you\u2019ll visit the website and read <span>www.Bannerman Island History&#8211; A Hudson River Jewel.<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-size: small;font-family: Times New Roman\">Copyright \u00a9 2009 by Kate Chamberlin<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span>For tour information, check out:<span>\u00a0 <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/www.prideofthehudson.com\/\">www.PrideoftheHudson.com<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Suffice to say here that we had a great time on our tour, even if we did get caught in a rain shower.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Afterwards, we drove over the Beacon-Newburgh Bridge to donate three of Mom\u2019s oil paintings to the Bannerman Castle Trust Fund.<span>\u00a0 <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/www.bannermancaastletrust.org\/\">www.BannermanCaastleTrust.org<\/a>.<span>\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\"><span><span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Back at our hotel, we had a leisurely soak in the hot tub and swim before heading to the Union Square Restaurant for dinner with Gary and Flo.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>They are pals with the owner\/chef, so needless to say, we had a great time with long-time friends, good food, and new memories.<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 18pt\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0in 0in 0pt\">\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 We packed our van, topped the gas tank, and were ready to go as soon as the boys hopped off the school bus.\u00a0 Excitement was running high with the anticipation of exploring castle ruins on a tiny abandoned island on the Hudson River near Newburgh, NY.\u00a0 Two pit stops and 6-hours later, we [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-46","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46\/revisions\/48"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}