Catskills - Sullivan County - Ulster County Real Estate -- Catskill Farms Journal

Since I don't want to taunt or mislead the ladies who may have taken the title of this blog literally and are heatedly scrolling down for the picture, let me put it out there that it's a figurative reference and no picture with my pants down exists in this post- But what did happen was completely unexpected and turned this upstate Catskill region on its head over the last few days. We got snow - 5-7 inches of it, wet, heavy snow that pushed tree limbs onto electric lines, and covered a lot of Sullivan County in a very premature and unexpected ways - An upstate winter is a state of mind, mostly, you got to be ready for it, mentally as well as in other ways such as having the shovels handy, snow plows dug out from the garage, winter wear pulled from the attic. Let's just say a big storm before the leaves of the trees are even fully shed is a problem in many ways. I mean, it's been a rough few days of weather. Saturday it started raining, an it rained all day - the type of rain that prevents you from even taking your dog out for a walk - no respite, all day, into the night, not even a few minutes of break. Then Sunday was perfect - picture, pretty perfect. Then Monday the same type of rain - no break, all day rain. Then we go to sleep and wake up naturally when the electric goes out (ever notice that?) and I look out the window and see everything COVERED IN SNOW. And wake up a few hours later with no electric, schools canceled, the heat dropping in the house, and what will evolve into total chaos at the 5 construction sites we have open. Here's pic of our house last night.

And a pic out of my office door at the International Headquarters yesterday.

And then here is the apple tree on our small little property, the same one I walked by last night with my dog as I was leaving our unheated house, only to have 3 bears shimmy down and run off into the woods. Not cool - I appreciate a bear spotting as much as the next guy, but to surprise them and vice versa is not cool at all.

At 2pm, I decided to relocate Lisa and Lucas up to a friend's house at Chapin Estate until the electric came back on, which happened about 36 hrs later.

Here's me in front of my new truck, with the baby and the dog.

And sadly, the retirement of Old Yeller, a truck I bought when I first moved up here in 2001 from Dicks Auto Sales in Jeffersonville NY. I was the only sucker who would buy a rear wheel drive truck in 4x4 country, but hey, this truck owes me nothing - it has paid for itself over and over, and boy did we use it hard. Hauling stones, hauling lumber, hauling trash - she's a trooper and she's earned her reserved locker in the Catskill Farms Hall of Fame locker room, right beside the dedicated lockers of other Catskill Farms superstars such as Boogie whose now back in Poland with child and wife.

And then on this beautiful Sunday when Lisa and Lucas and I took a stroll down to Cottage 9 that we are selling in 5 weeks.

And I promise not turn this into a baby blog, here is a photo of me feeding the boy as we waited patiently for Mom's boobies to get up and operational. At 9 lbs, the boy can eat.

And a quick pic in Callicoon of the wine store, Callicoon Wine Merchant. Not a ton of liquer wine stores in the region - one in narrowsburg, white lake, jeffersonville and a few other here and there.

And a shot of Zach giving me a ride on his harley - he brought it up to store in my warehouse in Eldred for the winter. I can't believe how much weight I have gained since February - this picture really sums it all up - I remember thinking how this person or that person has 'really put on the poundage' but anyone would have a hard time keeping up with achievement. True, it does coincide with quitting smoking the same day Lisa found out she was pregnant, as well as all the temptation surrounding all the ice cream around the house during the long months of pregnancy, as well as the daily lunches of huge cheeseburgers and fries at Hanks and Sue's in Yulan - so it was not all for naught, and hopefully now that some things are straightened out, I can get my focus on my mid-section.

Here's me swinging me and my friend, my gut, onto my friend's harley. He lives in the city, and brought the bike up here to store it in my bus garage.

Dinner with my friend Amy (she's single, gentlemen), and Deborah and Pete and Gabby at a local Korean restaurant- Deborah and Pete own a restuarant in Narrowsburg named 15 Main - an oasis of fine dining in a pretty bleak Sullivan County dining landscape. With his fresh and changing menu, Pete brought some pretty sophisticated chef talent to this area where he grew up, returning after 20 years to work his magic locally. http://www.restaurant15main.com/ - well worth the trip from anywhere in the region.

And a wintery pic of Cottage 14 coming along, with the siding being applied.

Well, that's it for now. Another day, another couple dollars, and a few more gray hairs.

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What to write about? What to write? How about a quote I heard the other day - "Character has repaid more loans than collateral ever will." I like that line - because I know from experience how easy it would have been over the past few years just to walk away from some of the debts I accrued while learning the ropes - definitely some of those debts had no investment value, and were just wrong decisions or experiments that then needed to be paid off - slowing down the progress, threatening the viability of the good decisions, making the day to day effort that much harder. But I guess it's like the runner or exerciser who refuses to stop and take a breath, because by not giving in to the idea of stopping, then the idea eventually goes away, and you are a better runner. Or in a case like mine, by paying the bills, even when it kind of painful and half the time not even fully earned by the half-assed contractors I've had to use over the years, for some reason I always felt the need and found a way to repay my obligations, that were, in the end, byproducts of decisions I made - That's the funny thing about a credit score or credit history - it's accurate - there are two types of people - those who over the years figured out a way to pay for things they bought, or those at some point, had priorities that trumped a previous debt committment. It's all especially relevant now that banks that overlooked that old adage - that 'character has repaid much more money than collateral ever will' - are relearning it, and the banks and lenders who never forgot it, like our local bank I use The First National Bank of Jeffersonville, look especially prescient - just a few short years ago they looked stodgy and lost in the past. The old rabbit and hare story - and this little rural bank has survived 2 world wars, a depression and dozen or so business cycles. Now that's a good story. They loaned me my first real estate dollar, and has grown with me every step of the way - sometimes me pushing them to help me more, and sometimes them pushing me to bite off a little more. Me, - I never thought I would be borrowing and repaying hundreds of thousands of dollars a month - but I have never lost my respect for debt both as a potential friend and a potential enemy.

It's been a beautiful, quintessential and glorious Catskills autumn for many reasons - the birth of my son, the weather has been out of this world, and all of future homeowners are more convinced than ever that they need an escape from that crazy world out there. Call me crazy, but we are building 6 or 7 houses at the moment, and a true test of putting my money where my mouth is - we are starting 3 new cottages in November - spec homes, ready for the spring (spec homes mean without a preordained owner). I am starting to smell the woodstoves burning in the morning and evening. Some Pics - Albert's farm on the hill. 10 acres, barn, house, stone walls, and now we are designing a garage for the cars and lawnmowers.

And here is Cottage 15 - 1100 sq ft, 2 bedrooms, living room, fireplace, 2 full baths, and this great wrap-around porch. Really coming together now that the porch has taken shape. Big ass bleacher steps out front for drinking the forties.

Side view on a Saturday morning -

Other side view - This color, which shall remain secret - is perfect for this cottage - where simplicity reigns, and modesty and subtlety rule the day.

And Cottage 9, with the exterior paintined a soft beigey color, which is set off by the main cedar tone roof, and what will be a rustic red metal porch roof.

The floors just got stained, and the interiors will be mostly finished by the end of the month. Stained window trim, stained doors, stained crown mouldings and an old school brick fireplace in this here beauty.

Bedroom, with the cathedral dormer wood stained, in contrast to the painted walls and ceilings.

Exterior stone steps, salvaged and found on the property.

And the 100 yr old stone wall complimenting and softening all this newness.

All in all, this land and house combo is probably the steal of a lifetime, because it is frickin perfect. I probably could sell it 14 times by Christmas. All for now. Have a nice weekend.

Lucas Richard Petersheim has arrived. Bare assed and happy, his big feet didn't even fit onto the footprint certification (you know what they say about big feet!).

Right after birth...

From the baby room to Lisa's 'suite'.

His first road trip.

Crazy Ruby in the baby thing.

And with his official Catskill Farms onesy.