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Day August 8, 2006

Summer 2006 Getaway Part 3: Stonypoint and Bear Mountain

After several errands on Saturday morning, we finally made it to the car and started our drive towards the George Washington Bridge. Before reaching Harriman State Park, we saw a sign for the oldest lighthouse along the Hudson River and decided to make a detour. The Stony Point lighthouse was built in 1826 to warn ships coming in due to increased river traffic after the opening of Erie Canal.


Stony Point lighthouse, the oldest along the Hudson River

For $5, we entered the Stony Point Battlefield State Historic Site and walked around the grounds where the Americans beat the British during a midnight surprise assault. The view of the Haverstraw Bay was beautiful.


The boats on Haverstraw Bay

We then proceeded to the second largest state park in New York. We read that there are over 200 miles of hiking trails but we couldn’t find trail marks except for a gate towards the smaller Bear Mountain State Park.

We walked along the concrete road until we reached an electric tower and found yellow trail marks on the surrounding trees. We followed those up to the fire tower which we climbed to get a glimpse of the man-made Lake Welch Beach down the hill.

It reminded us of the old radio tower we climbed in Sagada. That was the first time I found out the Dr. has some fear of heights. I was ahead of him ascending this tower, too, and he stopped right below me because his “balls were tingling.” I had to stop laughing to keep the the tower still. He stayed where he was and we enjoyed the view from up above separately.


The Dr. stopped here


Man-made Lake Welch Beach dotted with people


The electric tower from the fire tower


Green, green, green!

Through the forest, we skipped over huge rocks and climbed small hills and made our way up to a stone house. We sat there for a while to catch our breaths and enjoy the view of the river. It was the perfect day for a hike because it was breezy and it wasn’t too humid.


Stone house on top

It took another hour to make it back to our car where we ate a Oaxaqueñan sandwich we bought in the morning. We felt that we didn’t really do anything strenuous but that we got enough exercise because of the ups and downs.


George Washington Bridge before sunset

Still, though, we rewarded ourselves by driving to Flushing and eating Malaysian fare at Sentosa.

Sentosa

39-07 Prince Street, Flushing, Queens
718/886.6331
$45 for three, with two drinks, without tip

A stopover in Flushing after picking up my father from the airport proved to be worth the trip for less than $45. We’re big fans of the roti canai. I suppose roti canais are all the same but we really liked Sentosa’s version of the curry chicken and potato dipping sauce.


Roti Canai

Satay bores me because they always serve them as an hor d’oeuvre in parties and weddings. Sentosa’s was “grilled to perfection”–dry and flaky–and the sauce needed to taste more like peanuts.


Beef Satay

One of my favorites was the lobak with deep fried ground meat and the shrimp pancakes even though the fried tofu was unexciting. I loved the chili sauce better than the Hoisin.


Lobak

I liked the nasi lemak, a plate of anchovies, curry chicken and a hard-boiled egg with coconut rice.


Nasi Lemak

The beef rendang tasted like any other beef rendang I’ve tasted. But their seafood tom yum soup was delicious. I love the sourness of the lemongrass together with the spice of the seafood broth.


Seafood Tom Yum Rice Noodle Soup

Note: All photos taken by a cell phone camera

La Oaxaqueña Restaurant

1969 Amsterdam Avenue corner of 158th Street
212/283.7752
about $20 for two, without drinks, without tip

We always point to this restaurant when we would drive by from the west side highway. One lazy Saturday, we finally stopped by for an early lunch.


It’s like a fiesta inside

One of our favorite places in the world is Oaxaca in Mexico so just the name of this place intrigued us. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the time of the day to eat mole–for us, at least–the Oaxaqueñan blend of chocolate and chiles sauce, so we tried their tacos and ordered one of their sandwiches to go instead. The goat taco, which they called the barbacoa so I assume it was slow-cooked, was nothing special; it was actually quite bland. The chorizo and the beef taco were pretty good but not spectacular.


Tacos!

Later in the day, we unwrapped the Oaxaqueñan sandwich made of roast beef and ham. We wondered if the beans gave it its name because otherwise, it was just a messy Cuban sandwich.


Do beans make a sandwich Oaxaqueñan?

I don’t have to do a return trip to La Oaxaqueña but I’m glad we tried it.