If you depart at 0400, there’s not much to photograph. Light beckoned as we approached Newburgh/Beacon.
I saw Mt. Beacon as I never had before;
ditto Storm King in sunrise that even dappled
the wave tops.
Once around Gee Point, we saw the statue (to the left on the ridge)
of Kościuszko’s, fortifier of West Point.
Once south of the Bear Mountain Bridge, passengers traveled upstream
for seasonal seesighting.
Scrap was sought.
Sloops sailed and
work boats waited their time.
More statues sighted, and
vessels waited their time.
And we had arrived at a place where at least two boros approached each other.
Will Van Dorp, who took these photos, is back in the boros for a while.