Bassinova-On-Hudson, Outdoor Wedding Venue

s9Welcome to Bassinova-on-Hudson, an elegant Hudson River wedding venue in upstate NY, located 2 hours North of NYC, and 30 minutes South of Albany, where weddings and special events become extraordinary experiences. Nestled on over 31 acres of beautiful park-like splendor, this graceful Victorian manor is situated at the top of a 7 acre emerald green lawn which rolls gently down to a private beach on the majestic Hudson River. A family owned and operated gated estate since 1973, it is dedicated to providing guests with the finest atmosphere for your wedding celebration. A perfect mix of natural beauty and sophisticated architecture, Bassinova-on-Hudson is the Valley’s perfect setting to tie the knot.

One of the largest wedding venues in the area, Bassinova-on-Hudson easily accommodates major event gatherings of 400 persons as well as intimate events of 25+ people. From the moment you pass though the front gates, it is apparent that is a special place. With its beautifully manicured landscaping, and magnificent infinity pool and spa, it is sure to provide you with the grace and luxury you always imagined on your special day.

The main ceremony and party location is tucked away behind a forest of pines and maple trees – providing plenty of privacy for your event. Bassinova-on-Hudson is an oasis frequented by Bald Eagles, grazing deer and cotton tailed rabbits, all of which contribute to the ambiance of charm and natural beauty.

It’s one-of-a-kind arboretum-like grounds are perfect for a wedding venue or private event.

Designed by renowned Yale University architect, Scott Wallant, this Victorian manor has a spacious bridal suite with a view of the grounds and three rooms including bath, wet bar, and a relaxing seating and entertainment area for her wedding party. The rest of the house boasts rooms with 20 foot ceilings, beautifully hand painted murals and grand timber framing that provide the warmth and refined elegance your wedding deserves.

Additional services such as entertainment, musicians, floral creations, photography, video production, limousines, event transportation and others are also available through our Preferred Professionals list.

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For more information and pricing, contact Jean at (305) 803-3399, or email


Road Kill in Athens

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Claudia McNulty, “In and Out, Catching Lyme” – graphite and ink on paper, 48 x 72

Road Kill in Athens
by Jon Parrish
Athens, New York, is as picturesque a river town as you will find in Upstate New York and definitely worth the detour it would involve if going to Hudson from the southern counties. Athens is on the west side of the Hudson about four miles from the Rip Van Winkle Bridge and, before the bridge was built, was a busy port town, its ferry service a vital connector between the west and east sides of the Hudson. Now it is a quiet, even sleepy, enclave with tree-​​lined streets and some pretty fantastic architecture among which is the Athens Cultural Center (ACC), housed in what was formerly a department store on 2nd St.  Read more >


Driftwood, reeds, sunset, Hudson River, 2009


Late in the summer of 2009, I made a trip on the river with my good friend Ellen Kozak, the brilliant and prolific painter of Hudson River light. Ellen paints from the west shore of the Hudson near New Baltimore but hadn’t explored much on the eastern side. So that hot summer day we set out down river from Nutten Hook Landing directly across from Coxsackie.

Our trip started in the early afternoon as we headed toward Fordham Bay, an area I love and frequent. The water was warm and the tide low as we hiked the sand beaches that distinguish this beautiful stretch of river. Eventually, arriving at an inlet just north of Fordham Bay, Ellen set up shop on a huge beached log and began to work. I moved further south and spent the afternoon working on several subjects including a beautiful expanse of spatterdock (waterlily), that followed a seemingly endless curve of the river.

The eastern shore of the river in this general area is quite wild and untouched, much of it New York State Forest Preserve. One gets the same feelings that early explorers like Henry Hudson might have had; that you are alone in a silent, pristine world.  As usual I was working with my 8×10 camera which limits the distance one can travel and the number of negatives exposed. This restriction becomes a discipline that forces the photographer to choose very carefully his subjects and to wait for the conditions to be optimal. While Ellen worked hard at her painting, the result being one unique work of art, I made only three negatives the last shown here.

As the sun moved low in the sky, the tide began to rise rapidly signalling that it was time to go. I headed north toward Ellen’s spot but stopped suddenly as I came upon this scene now dramatically lit and half under water. I was fascinated by the intricate growth of the reeds and the reflections they cast in the water as well as the rugged beauty of the driftwood. I set up and made my last image looking directly toward the southern outskirts of Coxsackie across the river. Again, I was impressed by the wild unspoiled character of the river here.

Packed and ready to go, I met Ellen and we began the hike back to Nutten Hook through waist deep water that had been only sand beach hours ago.

Sycamore and Thunderstorm, Four Mile Point, Hudson River


©Thomas Teich, Sycamore and Thunderstorm, Four Mile Point Road, Hudson River, 2010


Sycamore and Thunderstorm was made at Four Mile Point off of Route 385 just south of the village of Coxsackie, New York. It was October 2010 and the last of the fall foliage had nearly disappeared leaving the landscape in its pre-winter austerity.

This is my favorite time of year to photograph because the bare trees reveal their skeletal structures and the true beauty of their forms. It was late morning, windy and warm with a hint of rain. I sensed that the conditions might be right to photograph this subject so I packed and drove to Four Mile Point as the calm weather began to intensify into something more powerful. I had attempted to photograph this magnificent river-sculpted sycamore several years before and failed totally. Always in the back of my mind as a great subject, this tree and I were eager for another try. I arrived with my 8×10 inch camera and went to work. The wind began to blow steadily and seemed to be following the tidal movement of the river.  Generally, with large format photography, exposures are long and strong winds can cause havoc with foliage and anything that moves. Under most circumstances this would be undesirable, but wind is a natural element and can be used to creative advantage. As I composed this image, dark clouds began to form before me and I heard the rumble of nearby thunder. Thinking that this was a little odd late in October, I decided to wait and watch. Moments passed and the thunder and dark clouds increased. I was now confronted with a powerful, dramatic and very unexpected scene. I adjusted the exposure to last for four seconds. Long enough to allow the movement of wind and river to define themselves but short enough to keep the camera steady in a heavy wind. I made three exposures. Lightning flashed around me and drops began to fall. The sky opened suddenly and without warning the full force of the storm was upon me. Because of the size and amount of equipment needed for this type of photographic work, I could not stow it away from the storm, so I had to stand fast and wait it out. I covered the camera with a large plastic bag, closed my backpack, pulled up my coat hood and braced myself. What followed was an amazing and somewhat unnerving experience. Being so close to the water in this type of storm, I imagined being electrocuted or at least knocked down. As I held onto the tripod-mounted camera to keep it upright, I watched the rain and wind roar violently around me. The ancient sycamore swayed as it probably had a thousand times before. Then, as suddenly as it began, the storm ended. I removed my hood and listened as the fast moving freight-train storm roared on to its northeastern destination. I packed and started out, hopeful that this would be a meaningful image. Today, I print this negative as a very large silver gelatin photograph. The large size helps translate the immense power of river and weather and the calm, steady countenance of this beautiful tree-creature which has experienced more of the raw power of nature than any human being could ever imagine.

Spruce forest, ferns, fog, Catskill Mountains. – Thomas Teich

Teich_Thomas Spruce forest, ferns, fog

©Thomas Teich, Spruce forest, ferns, fog


Eerily silent is a good way to describe this place during the making of this picture. I visit this little known section of the Catskill Forest Preserve fairly often and have made good photographs here. On this particular early October afternoon, thick fog formed by morning rain literally enveloped the entire mountainside and cast a hush of silence over the land. That kind of prolonged silence has an amazing effect on me. It stops time. Or at least my perception of time. After I made this exposure, I checked my watch and was stunned to find that it was nearly 5 pm. I had arrived, what seemed like moments ago, shortly after lunch! Such is the calming power of the forest on the human mind. The winding course of autumn ferns had brought me to this cathedral-like stand of spruce. With my 8×10 camera positioned with a wide-angle lens, the exposure using an aperture of f/90 to render the entire image sharply was nearly 10 minutes! Luckily there was absolutely no wind to move the ferns or tree branches. This same lack of wind was responsible for the incredible silence as well. To me, this gentle image gives peace but it also evokes a sense of mystery as my eye is lead on and on into the silence and the fog.

Thomas Teich is an award-winning fine art landscape photographer and naturalist born and raised in New York’s Hudson Valley. At the age of eighteen Tom began photographing with a 4 x 5 inch view camera that belonged to his great uncle, a talented amateur photographer. Visit website!

Spruce forest, snow, sunset, Escarpment Trail – Thomas Teich

Teich-Thomas Spruce forest, snow, sunset, Escarpment trail

©Thomas Teich, Spruce forest, snow, sunset, Escarpment trail


This image was the last one made on a magnificent winter day in the northern Catskills. A friend and I snowshoed the Escarpment Trail from North Lake to North Point the day after a snowstorm and made many images in the forests and along the dramatic cliff edges overlooking the Hudson River Valley.

This iconic winter forest scene was made standing on the trail looking west as the sun began to set. It was, of course, my last sheet of film. The snow had fallen wet and heavy the day before and quickly froze in place on everything that same night. Generally after a storm, the wind comes up and cleans the trees of snow, but this time it did not and provided a rare opportunity to photograph 24 hours later. I had removed my 50+ pound camera pack (as I do at any opportunity) to scout around for my last picture. Seeing nothing I returned to the pack and spotted this tiny grove just behind it. I immediately saw the image pictured here with the delicate spruce and hemlock forms highlighted by the snow. I mounted the 8×10 camera with a 300mm lens on the tripod and began to meter the scene. Unfortunately, the setting sun created a deep backlit situation. The forest was actually quite dark to the eye and required a long exposure. The resulting negative required substantially reduced development and printing it involves careful burning of the bright sky. But, as difficult as it is to print, I enjoy this image because it reminds me of that cold, crisp, silent day we enjoyed on the beautiful Escarpment Trail.

Snowstorm from Hunter Mountain Fire Tower -Thomas Teich

This photograph was made the day after a moderately heavy winter storm in December. Many people who ski at Hunter Mountain do not recognize this view from the top of the ski lift. That’s because they are not on Hunter Mountain! Colonel’s Chair is the home of the ski resort. The real Hunter Mountain lies approximately 1.5 miles to the southeast, and is a wild, heavily forested guardian overlooking the Stony Clove.


©Thomas Teich, 2013. Snowstorm from Hunter Mountain Fire Tower

I set about with 8×10 camera package and a light lunch to photograph from the then abandoned state fire tower at the summit. Since this image was made in 1990, the Catskill Mountain firetowers have been restored for public use and are a wonderful day hikers destination offering incredible views any time of year. Back then, however, they were dangerously unmaintained and climbing them was risky; especially after a snowfall. My two friends and I began the climb off of route 214 just north of the Stony Clove. The snow was light and powdery making the ascent extremely long and difficult. Hidden rocks and roots tripped us constantly and every stumble resulted in a frustrating backward glissade nearly doubling the time it took to reach the top. The summit was extremely cold and once there, it began snowing again. We took shelter under the spruce and ate lunch waiting for a break in the weather. Before long the snow stopped and we climbed the tower in search of a high vantage point. It was soon apparent that the ricketty snow and ice covered steps and platform were to big a risk for all of us so my companions remained below as I set up the camera ten feet above them. The scene before me was magnificent. A birds eye view of the wind and snow blasted spruce and balsam with the Stony Clove and summit of nearby Plateau Mountain emerging from the clouds. I set up the 8×10 camera with a 360mm lens to gain some reach and waited for the clouds to cooperate. This time though, waiting proved futile. New clouds carrying snow moved up the Clove and began to obliterate my view. The wind picked up and more snow was imminent. Within seconds, the wind parted the clouds above Plateau, and I made my exposure, the distant summit barely visible. The snow came on full force now so I packed quickly, hopeful about this one negative. We retreated back to the trail and headed down. I stopped just below the edge of the summit and made another fine snow forest picture then joined my friends for the long, slippery descent to the valley below. ©Thomas Teich

Thomas Teich is an award-winning fine art landscape photographer and naturalist born and raised in New York’s Hudson Valley. Visit his website!


Reed Street, Coxsackie
The lower part of the village was once called Reeds Landing.

bronckhuse05Bronck House1663 Stone House
In January 1662, Pieter Bronck entered into a contract to purchase from the Katskill Indians a tract of land known by the Indian name “Koixhackung”. Choosing a site at the base of the Kalkberg Ridge, Pieter built his dwelling, a small single room structure with cellar and storage garret. The original massive beams, wide floor boards, cellar hatchway, and early Dutch door still dominate the interior. This house is the oldest surviving dwelling in Upstate New York.
Visit: The Bronck Museum Web site

field05-smGeology Catskill Mountain Range
The gray sandstones of the area formed some 360-400 million years ago when the Catskill region was a shallow sea filling up with clay and silt washing off the high mountains to the east. The sandstones have now been uplifted high above sea level, but the layers formed in a shallow sea are still visible.

Streams have eroded deep valleys into this high plateau, forming the Catskill Mountains. Continental and valley glaciers have also left their mark, repeatedly covering the Catskills from 10,000 to two million years ago.