I was lucky enough to attend college right down the street from Rhinebeck in Poughkeepsie at Marist College right on the river banks of the Hudson River. For 4 years I got to take views like this for granted. I was thrilled that Rhinebeck fell in time for me to enjoy a day in the area for my birthday. A bit of solitude and gorgeous scenery is just what the doctor ordered.
I loved the fact that right out my dorm and classroom windows I got to enjoy views like that, especially in the fall when everything was just awash in beautiful colors. (This fall, while still beautiful, has been a bit lacking.) Fall is one of my favorite times of year, and back when I was in school one of my favorite things to do on a beautiful fall day was walk up to the Roosevelt museum and home and spend the afternoon on the grounds. It was a three mile walk up to the site, with unfortunately no real sidewalk from most of it. I loved taking the walk though. Occasionally when I got up there I'd spring for admission to the house, but most of the time I'd wander around the grounds which are free to anyone to use.
In particular, I loved to wander the trails in the woods behind the house. The picture above is of the view from the back veranda of Springwood (FDR's home). To the left is a map of the trails. (Click on any pictures to make them bigger). Last Sunday, I managed to hit almost all of the trails. It was so beautiful and relaxing I was glad to have my camera with me to snap a few pictures.
All the trails start with the Cove trail. The trail starts at the back of the house, and leads down into the woods and follows all the way down to the water. It's probably the best marked trail of the four trails, although I noticed that the trails where all much better marked this year than in prior times I've walked them. I started with the Cove trail last week and followed it all the way down to it's end right by the river's edge.
It was just gorgeous down there. Thanks to all the rain we've been having parts of the trail were very wet and muddy. Occasionally they were a bit flooded, but never impossible to pass. If you ever deciede to walk the trail, just be forwarned that if you want to walk right up to the water's edge you do have to cross the railroad tracks. (The water is right on the other side of the tracks.)
Luckily you get a great view to see if any trains are upcoming. I always try to cross the tracks as quickly, but as safely as possible. I always have to walk right down to the water though.
From there I retreated back up the trail until I hit the point where the Forest trail intersects with the Cove trail. After the Cove trail the Forest trail is probably my favorite. The Forest trail makes a big loop through the woods, begining and ending in the same place. Of the three trails I walked last Sunday, the Forest trail was probably the most poorly marked trail. There were a few times that I was hoping that I was still on the right trail. The forest floor was so covered with leaves, it was sometimes hard to tell.
See. Very, very hard to see the trail path. The yellow leaves on the trees were just gorgeous, and one of my favorite sights all day.
Me at the half way point on the Forest path loop. At this point I could have branched off on the Hyde Park trail (which is not marked on that map above, but is there). I love walking that one, but it trecks a bit over 3 miles up to the Vanderbilt mansion one way. I would have had to make the trip round trip to get back to my car, and didn't have the time to make a six mile hike. I had to be on the road again by 1 o'clock or so. Next time though. There are stone walls like the one I'm sitting on in the picture all over Hyde Park. Some of them are right along route 9 in Hyde Park. I love that fact that they have taken the time to keep them, and not destroy them in the name of progress. Along route 9 there are also some great old mile markers that mark the distance to New York City that I just love. I know there is one right in front of the Roosevelt grounds, and there was another one in front of my college. I love trying to see the rest of them when I'd walk up to the Roosevelt house. Some of them were a bit overgrown, but still there peaking out of the brush.
After following the Forest Trail back around to the Cove Trail I followed that until I reached the Meadow Trail. The shortest of all the trails, it's probably my least favorite. There just isn't much to see on it, but I do like ending my hikes with it because at the end you come around a curve and see the Roosevelt home up on top of the hill across the hay meadows.
It was a wonderful walk, and it really helped me to clear my head. I didn't even realize until I got back that I had passed two hours without worrying about my job situation, money or anything else. All I thought of for two hours was how beautiful the scenery was, and just enjoying every moment of that. It was wonderful and just what I needed. It was some great exercise too. I don't know what the total mileage I walked was, but it was several miles. The forest trail is 2.5 miles from the begining of the cove trail, around the loop, and back to the top again. The other two trails are a mile and a half round trip so I don't know exactly how much it was to do all of them because of the overlap that's involved. Plus there is a lot of hill climbing involved. The sign at the begining says that over the course of any of the trails there is at least a 200 foot change in elevation from the home to the river's edge. I wish I such a wonderful spot for hiking and walking here at home. I hardly even realize that I'm getting such exercise in when done this way.
The rest of my birthday went by just as wonderfully. The drive home went by uneventfully, but in gorgeous weather, and when I got home my mother took my father and I out to the Stonebridge Restaurant for dinner. I had some fantastic grilled tuna. I love seafood when people more talented than me cook it so it's a treat to have out. I tend to stick with chicken most of the time.
Unfortunately my wonderful relaxed mood only lasted until I had to go back to work again the next day. Ugh!












