I can’t resist . . . but Mary aka QM2 lingered in Red Hook a bit yesterday, conjuring up this 1960s song (great Smothers Brothers show version), these lyrics, and it seemed

Schooner Pioneer drew near, maybe to seek the oracle or exchange sweet nothings or somethings, prompting

a mad dash from the other coast of Manhattan, other

schooners like Adirondack, who wanted some of the action, the attention,

or not;

likewise, Imagine may have felt the compulsion

and might have drawn closer, but my own attention

by then was directed elsewhere. More tomorrow.
If you’re not familiar with sixth boro schooners, check out Bowsprite’s guide to them here.
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp.
















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June 1, 2009 at 7:21 am
Davis
that’s quite a sight — don’t ever forget how lucky you are to be living in NYC
June 1, 2009 at 9:07 am
Brian
Where were you that you got such great shots?
June 1, 2009 at 9:29 am
Mage Bailey
How simply wonderful. Drama in your own back yard.
June 1, 2009 at 10:35 am
Jed
Wow, that was my barge alongside!
I was tucked in the Atlantic Basin Cut.
JED sends from the North River passenger terminals
June 1, 2009 at 11:17 am
tugster
amazing!! i was on pegasus, the young 102-year-old. too bad we didn’t get thru the buttermilk but we had a date back in hoboken