September 1998, a weekend ride into Kingston NY, near in the eastern Catskills. The weather was fine, but for some reason, Kingston was closed. This is the second time I was there, and the second time they were closed. There's a historic distric, that has a Main street filled with lots of little shops and both times I've been there everything was closed. I don't get it. Oh well, ain't no thing but a chicken wing.
As always, the camera was a Nikon FM2, with Velvia slide film (50 speed).
I went inside
for just a minute, and came out to find graffitti on the ground! Those
crazy Kingston teens.