EIGHT ROLLING CREEKFRONT ACRES, four (count ’em!) old barns, and an 18th century brick and stone house with intact, original rooms, in perfectly livable shape. Going begging! For more info, read this excerpt from my article in the New York Times or call Sarah Lipsky at Peggy Lampman Real Estate, 518 851 2277. Clearly, I want someone to buy this place!
“Three miles outside Hudson, I pulled up at an uninhabited house built in 1742 by Tobias Van Deusen, who, I discovered by researching genealogy Web sites, was born around 1696 and baptized at the Albany Dutch Reformed Church. With a tall gabled roof line reminiscent of an Amsterdam canal house, a divided Dutch door with hand-forged hardware, and a Victorian addition with a front porch, it’s a child’s crayon version of a cozy, archetypal house, even without smoke pouring from its three chimneys. One original wing is made of local stone. The brickwork, equally old, is exemplary, with a tumbling pattern and a stylized flower basket on one end gable.
I can easily visualize sitting by the fire in such a house, sipping brandy under the beamed ceilings of a room with walls two feet thick. It’s all still there, intact, down to the built-in cupboard for firewood. Even more extraordinary, I can imagine Tobias and Ariaantje Van Deusen there, cooking in the giant hearth, sleeping under the slanting ceilings of the upper story, their son Johannes running around on the extra-wide-plank floors and swimming in the creek nearby.
The eight-acre property (asking price $425,000) has four barns from its days as a dairy farm, which ended three decades ago. The northern approach, past cornfields on evocatively named Spook Rock Road, is peaceful. But to the south, a short distance away, is a juvenile detention center, enwrapped in shiny rolls of barbed wire. From an aesthetic standpoint alone, that is a deal-breaker for me, though the house and land are so gorgeous I briefly considered Frank Lloyd Wright’s tactic at Taliesin West. When the electric company marred his sunset view with poles and wires, he never looked in that direction again.”