I have been in NYC ten years now, which means I have more or less ridden up the Hudson Valley for the same amount of time. No matter how many times you see the river, it always seems to offer up something different. From the hot sticky days of a New York summer to this, the frozen windswept depths of January. Truth be told these are not from the saddle, the 45mph gusts and 17 degree weather took care of that (yeah, yeah, I am a lightweight sunshine cyclist). Shot on the short hike out to Saugerties Lighthouse.