Winding one-lane gravel roads, detours that go on for miles, Hunterdon County horse farms, reservoirs and streams, buffalo preserves, old stone houses, huge red barns and crumbling silos, green rolling hills, cows, sheep, and goats. Can this really be New Jersey? If you make a reservation at the Tewksbury Inn and trust your GPS or MapQuest to guide you there, you may find yourself lost and time-traveling through the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. By the time you get to Oldwick, perhaps via Califon’s turn-of-the twentieth-century Arts and Crafts houses, you may feel as if you have found Brigadoon itself—the magical place that appears only once every hundred years. And, in a sense, you would be right. Luckily, we have cell phones now, and if you have taken a wrong turn, you can call the innkeeper to set you back on your path.
Oldwick is on the national register of historic places, so even after you step out of your time machine on arrival, the dream will remain. Dating back to 1788, “The Tewks,” as it is known locally, was once a stagecoach stop on Old Turnpike Road in New Germantown.