New York City comes on slow and leaves fast. We first saw it in the distance while still off the Jersey shore. Sliding up the Hudson today we turned a corner and it was suddenly gone, replaced by incredibly familiar scenery.
Our day started off with a close look-over by the Coast Guard. The patrol boat zoomed up, eyeballed us, gave a friendly wave, and sped off. I shouldn’t admit it, but I was kind of hoping they’d want to board us for a “safety inspection” so I could see their machine gun up close. Shucks.
Traffic on the river was even more intense than yesterday. High speed tour boats ripped up and down.
Ferries gave no quarter, passing close by and rocking us with their wakes. Nothing dangerous, but they did not go one more degree off course than necessary to miss us.
Passengers on packed tour boats waved and took our picture. Yes, I feel a little smug about having our opulent yacht to ourselves!
Freighters and barges are easy to avoid: they move more slowly and seldom vary course.
In between dodging masses of steel, we gawked at the interesting architecture lining the river.
The world famous Lava-Lamp building.
The world’s largest reminder to brush your teeth.
A mishmash of styles that somehow works.
A building built entirely of Legos.
A building that made us want to play Jenga.
A floating greenhouse, no doubt supplying pot to the city.
And a driving range/marina combination for frustrated rich people.
Other interesting sightings included the USS Intrepid, looking a little worse for wear.
The business end of a retired supersonic transport.
Retractable fenders on barges, a very practical idea.
And the sister ship to one now plying the St. Croix River back home. The St. Croix Paddleboat company bought the sister to the boat on the left, drove it down around the east coast and up from the golf of Mexico to Stillwater, almost duplicating our loop in reverse.
Then we passed the George Washington bridge, and were very quickly out of the city…
…leaving it in our rear view mirror (if we had one).
Soon we were passing more quaint bergs like Yonkers, the 4th largest city in New York State. The towns and abandoned buildings began to have a more old-timey feel.
A little farther the scenery quickly came to resemble the Upper Mississippi from Lake Pepin on south. Soaring cliffs lined the river and long stretches seemed wild. River traffic dropped to almost nothing .
Our late start from Liberty Island, to catch the incoming tide, put us at the town of Croton-on-Hudson about dinnertime. We are anchored in a lovely bay next to town and will check into the marina tomorrow for some provisioning and exploring.