When Pegasus moves, you see it and you HEAR it! At the point I learn how to embed my own “audio files” in this blog, the first sound will be Pegasus‘ whistle, here manually controlled by a fearless crewman.
There’s also a line toss dance ’round the bollard.
Wide-brimmed sunhat shades eyes that shift between bridge and bollard. Watch the crewman’s shadow.
Eye and calculate,
Talk to man on barge and begin the wind-up.
Flake slack over caprail. Talk some more to man on barge. Coordinate with shadow.
Release. Eye falls right over the bollard: a ringer.
Passengers applaud, then debark. Excited “til next time’s” get spoken. And what happens in the barge, you ask . . .
Well, mon ami . . all all manner of delights, for the barge is the Big Top, Madison Square Gardens, and the Met all rolled into one. Saturday night I had the pleasure of hearing the Crimson Pirates as they claimed control of Hoboken’s territorial waters–yeah I’ve expounded on pirates before but these are those who sport the black-and-red to foment hilarity, irreverence, and joy on the high seas. See Old Salt’s and (of course) Bowsprite‘s posts here.
Ah . . . imagine an audio file here too with “Tom o Bedlam” . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.