Above, the Bear Mountain Bridge with the mountain named Anthony’s Nose to its right, on the east side of the Hudson River. At the bottom, and in the gallery below, Bear Mountain Inn & the mist-shrouded Bear Mountain (on the east side of the river) as seen on the misty, drizzly afternoon of Sunday May 5th when Steve & I arrived. We were here for another personal celebration of our mother, who hiked us as teenagers across that bridge, where the Appalachian Trail crosses the Hudson River and immediately climbs to the top of the Nose, having already scaled Bear Mountain and various other peaks in both Bear Mtn Park & the neighboring Harriman State Park. To really focus on our memories of the trails and be close to Storm King (which, yes, we’ll be showing you also soon), we splurged to stay in this lovely old Inn – and were so happy that cousins Sam & Maria also joined for the Mom-celebration stuff, that Neal and Elizabeth came for an evening, and Chris for the Storm King day. Thanks, everyone and especially Mom who was certainly with us in memory and spirit :-).
Anne and I have had lunch at the inn; it’s a beautiful place, isn’t it? So glad you had a chance to visit the Hudson River valley, and also so sorry that we were like “ships passing in the night.”
What a wonderful way to honor your mother’s memory!
It’s a great place, and I’m so glad we went!
May 30, 2024 at 14:53
Anne and I have had lunch at the inn; it’s a beautiful place, isn’t it? So glad you had a chance to visit the Hudson River valley, and also so sorry that we were like “ships passing in the night.”
What a wonderful way to honor your mother’s memory!
Peace to you my brother.
June 3, 2024 at 14:11