I'll never forget a fishing expedition I went on when I was a kid on the Hudson. We got lost in a fog bank. When we finally came out of the fog, we came right out under Sing Sing. It was a horror-film kind of moment - the place is terrifying looking from that point - it was like Dracula's castle appearing in the mist. The guards in the towers had a close eye on us, wondering WTF we were doing, and you could see their machine guns and rifles. Man, did we ever row.