All 960+ feet of APL Egypt taxis out of Newark Bay as
Rosemary stands by in case a nudge is needed to rotate Egypt in front of Shooter’s Island,
leaving Mariner’s Harbor in the background and
bound for sea
squeezing under the Bayonne Bridge, where
Rosemary‘s escort task’s nearly complete and the next client soon to beckon.
An unsettling feature of these behemoths made clear to me this snowy afternoon is not how noisy the engine is [it's silent] , but rather how loud the swish of displaced water, as the bulbous bow froths as it plows a furrow through the Kill.
At a maximum speed of 25 knots, Egypt could no doubt outrun Rosemary. Anyone know Rosemary‘s maximum speed?
Egypt shrinks Caddell into plaything proportions.
Totally unrelated, here’s a pre-Mardi Gras tribute to a New York dancer who went by “Little Egypt.”
All images, Will Van Dorp.