Bright mornings, wood smoke, and antique flourishes in a farmhouse inn just down the road from the slopes. Breakfast carries scents of maple, butter, and fresh herbs.
Classic Italian plates and good whiskey pour from the bar room, both humming most nights. Wood-fired pizzas, eggplant, and live music linger after dark.
Apple trees line the hillside above Callicoon, the cidery perched for wide valley sunsets. Heritage ciders, local plates, and easy conversation fill the room.
Lively pick-your-own farm where music, wagon rides, and apples meet autumn crowds. Hot cider, muddy boots, and plenty of dogs weaving through pumpkins.
A mountain course cut through deep Catskill woods, run by a family who’s always around. Bratwurst sizzles, greens run quick, and pine scents hang in the air.
A Catskills public course being shaped back into form. BBQ smoke drifts from the clubhouse, with steady regulars and new faces gathering under the eaves.