Sleepy Hollow

Earlier this year my sister Kathy had a brilliant idea. We needed to go camping together. Not only did she pick a place and make reservations for Labor Day weekend, she brought along a brand new trailer and her family to inaugurate it properly. We had a great time and can’t wait to do it again.

The place she picked was Sleepy Hollow State Park in Laingsburg, MI. We wondered about its name. Mystery solved by simply reading a sign down by the beach. At the time planners were fussing over what to call it. One of the founders was E. B. Crane. Apparently enough resemblance to the character Ichabod Crane from the Legend of Sleepy Hollow. Hence the name for the park.

After our campout the topic of the park’s name came up in conversation with my sister Sue. Somehow we both managed to miss that classic read our whole lives. That would not do. I visited the local library and was surprised to learn the book was cataloged in the juvenile section. Better later than never.

We decided to read it together. It only took a few hours. For a child’s story, however, I found it challenging. In my defense Washington Irving penned his small masterpiece nearly two centuries ago. I’d like to think his old-school word choice and sentence structure were a factor. As a refresher for those who haven’t read it for a while, or if you’ve not read it at all, here’s the first sentence to whet your whistle.

“In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee, and where they always prudently shortened sail, and implored the protection of St. Nicholas when they crossed, there lies a small market-town or rural port, which by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly known by the name of Tarry Town.”

See what I mean? A little challenge is healthy and we enjoyed reading the classic ghost story. That was back in September before I left MI. Since then I rambled my way east. I’m currently in DC. On the way here from MA I wanted to avoid towing my trailer in big city rush hour traffic. That kind of challenge I can do without.

While skirting around the Big Apple I noticed Tarrytown and Sleepy Hollow on the NY map. So I paid a visit. Once I found shady parking for my rig I set off on foot to explore for a couple hours. That was Tuesday. The weather was gorgeous. I arrived just after noon. It was lunch time. Lots of hungry pedestrians. Children at recess in the school yard. Crossing guards on duty at every other corner. Everyone friendly. The only headless horseman I saw was on a sign.

As much as I liked both towns, especially the walking path along the Hudson River, I didn’t tarry. I crossed the Tappan Zee bridge and by dark was well into the Garden State. There was a full moon. Just saying.

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4 Responses to Sleepy Hollow

  1. rus allen says:

    KB I have crossed the Tappan Zee several times during my 2 years trucking stint. Many of the places you mention are familiar to me from that time. I am looking forward to the time when I can take Judy to the big apple to see ground zero and other sights. I want to see more of the New England states than I could while trucking. I mostly went to a delivery point and then the shortest route to my next load and back to the Big road to make as many miles as I could. I got paid for puttin road behind me. It was a fun and interesting part of my varied life but it had its drawbacks also. I never made it to Maine and only one time each to Vermont and New Hampshire. I want to see those three at a leisurely pace. And down to the direction you seem to be heading there are scads of civil war and other historical things to see. Tons of things I think we would enjoy together although some of her interests are different than mine. I am sure she enjoyed the air force museum much more than she figured she would. I know when we travel to Wyoming to see our son and family we get as far as Ogalalla Neb on I-80 then jump off and go 2 lane road to end up on I-25 about 100 mi north of Cheyenne. This route closely follows the Oregon trail and I want to Scamp that route sometime in the future and check out the historical stuff along there. Our Daughter in Law has lived in Glenrock Wy all her life and never knew where the town’s name came from till last summer. About 2 blocks from their house is a huge sandstone formation in a glen of trees. It has names of travelers from over a hundred years ago carved in it. Wagon trains rested in that area for a few days on the trip out west. Its neat to see this stuff and marvel at the toughness of those who made that journey. Maybe sometime Judy and I can join you on a small wagon train trip! Keep us posted on your travels my friend. Rus

    • KamperBob says:

      Thanks for the great comments, Rus. There is much to keep travelers busy. Historical sites are endless. I see you don’t get bored either. The wagon train idea sounds fun.

  2. katjam says:

    Great blog Bob. We had a great time at Sleepy Hollow as well and look forward to taking this show on the road next year. We are so grateful for your help in easing us back into camping – you are such a wealth of information and support!!! Now we are feeling more comfortable we will be able to travel further – so start thinking of where we can meet up next year!?!?!?!? The possibilities are endless – well almost – we are not quite ready to travel cross country!!! Enjoy your time in Washington – say Hi to Brenda for us. And continue to keep up posted. Love your sis!

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