A nine-room inn on twelve acres above the Hudson. We've been running it the same way since 1894 — slowly, locally, with extra blankets at the foot of every bed.
Each room has its own personality, its own view, and its own quirks. Pick the one that suits the trip — we'll have cookies on the nightstand when you arrive.
Tucked under the eaves with original beadboard, a clawfoot tub, and a view of the kitchen garden.
Our kitchen runs on what's pulled from the garden each morning. Eggs from the henhouse. Bread from the wood oven. Coffee roasted six miles down the road.