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Yesterday a goal was to get a better look at this vessel, Ternen.
Her odd posture resulted from some marine variation on a flat tire.
And while I watched, this familiar bulbous bow appeared, headed for sea. Alice!! she was in town almost to the day six years after I started this blog.
Almost exactly four years ago I posted this, with a tallying of statistics about two years of watching/studying the empiricals of New York harbor aka the sixth boro.
Thanks to your continued encouragement in the form of reading, commenting, correcting . . . I’m still watching life on the most important boro of this port city.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
By the way, no matter any info to the contrary, tomorrow is Blue Friday. Why blue? DonJon blue . . . of course. Atlantic Salvor will be arriving back in the boro towing sections of the WTC antenna. You can track it here.
How I spent Thanksgiving 22 years ago . .. in Basra, Iraq . . . click here.
Two weeks ago, Sandy raged, leaving a deadly and disastrous trail through the sixth boro and surrounding land masses. Athena has also blanketed us, through many green leaves somehow remain on trees. Companies are attempting to return to routine. Ever notice how much the KVK channel zigzags, as seen here with APL Spinel tailing Meagan Ann and her scow. The strait’s not at all straight.
Sandy scoured away much of the volunteer vegetation along the KVK. A foto taken here a month ago would show lots of weeds and a quite living tree.
The absence of cover makes it easier for this hawk to spot the “shore squirrels.”
Storms eroding a beach sometimes uncover shipwreck (here and here) , treasure, skeletons . . . all manner of stuff. See the last foto here, taken about 20 years ago. The surge along one section of the KVK unearthed dozens of these bricks. Is Belgian Syndicate a local firm?
A fair number of government boats are still around, like this one . . . taking advantage of unseasonal warmth . . . and
Clean Waters, a Region 2 EPA vessel I’d heard about but never seen until yesterday. Given Region 2’s size, I wonder how many other vessels–I saw Kenneth Biglane once once and that was already three years ago–they have and where they’re usually homeported.
Wright and Kennedy (only the stacks are visible forward of Wright’s house) are still in town. Understandably, some folks I’ve talked to still live in conditions far from normal.
I’m guessing this train–unusual as it is– has to do with the completion of a job, not Sandy: Sea Bear tows a train of eight or nine vessels, including Iron Wolf.
Yet, recreational sail has returned. Sun Dragon is the nearer.
All fotos yesterday by Will Van Dorp, for whom the sixth boro is among other things an ever-changing puzzle.
Guess what this is? I’ll call it T-time on Kraken.
Then this is T minus five minutes. Note the orange mass just forward of the channel marker.
T minus five seconds!
Believe it or not . . . this is T PLUS five seconds. So, there was a thud that resonated through the concrete barrier I braced myself behind on shore at least 600 feet away, and then the sound of spray seen in the first foto above. But five seconds beyond . . . mist had dissipated and some gurgles formed in the water.
T plus fifteen seconds . . . the first bird arrives and the water turns muddy.
T plus a half minute, the gurgles have grown, appear grainy and muddy, and a yellowish mist forms.
One minute beyond . . birds have heard the dinner bell . . . er . . . blast.
I wonder what the cormorant on lower right of center is thinking . . ..
Two minutes beyond . . .
And the zone reopens to traffic. All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who has a blast every time he goes down to the water. The last blast depicted on this blog–taken in Panama–was the final foto in this post from back in March.
Late last week I alluded to an imminent gallivant. I imagined it’d be like this (truck’s not mine and I didn’t steal it), being transported away from all
thought of the sixth boro as I explored the bountiful interior on the first day of fall.
So down this valley about 300 miles upstate we traveled to see what would be around the next bend, and
Look at the terrain on this foto, left side. Notice anything? I’ll come back to it.
Who would imagine this is New York state?
And then the birds caught my attention:
and hawks of some sort.
Bird play was interrupted by the rumble of a train, and I’d imagined the bridge in the foto above was derelict! It was long.
Here’s the cropped version of the foto above I asked you to look at. Notice the horizontal break in the trees? I didn’t get to that side, but once there was a
And that bridge . . here’s what it took to build its predecessor.
The beauty of the Genesee River convinced me to follow it up toward Lake Ontario. Here’s High Falls in Rochester . . . and another train crossing it, this one with containers ultimately bound for . . . China via the sixth boro, which
these reminders won’t let me escape, and that’s not a bad thing.
And this business has operated here since Prohibition.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who’s pictured in the gratuitous foto of the 1959 Chevy Apache pickup.
“Moran” means one thing in many Eastern and Southern US ports. It refers to something/someone else out here. There was Michael in the mid-19th century, and around the same time, there
Meanwhile . . . the road beckons . . . but with
occasional stops. I’ve no idea who this bird is or what he was telling me.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
What happens in the time it takes to read the morning paper? Well . . .
0635 . . . Maersk Montana passes the salt pile,
Here was the first “play boats.”
For others it takes teeth and arms . . . even if faux. If you live along the Erie Canal, keep a watch since PT 728 will soon be moving over to Lake Erie.
Then there are Feadships like Utopia II.
Or there’s the plaything of Roman Abramovitch, the
vessel with the luxury tender, Luna!
And very near many of these playboats, a banded bird that plays with prey. To see more eagles along the Hudson and other birds, click here.
I needed smiles so bad that I went through the past few months of fotos looking for cheeriness. And as I put these up, the sun broke through what feels like two weeks of mostly clouds. A sea lion, and
Yeah, and this goes out to Paul . . . I don’t know how you manage all those weeks on the job! Tomorrow I have got to get some R & R.
Meanwhile the clouds are back and Willie is in my ear.
Le vie navigabili . . . is what you could call “sesto borgo” or “the sixth boro.” And it’s navigated by creatures small as these canadagoslings,
Say hello to 3/4 of the painting crew on Pegasus last Saturday. Vote daily for Pegasus here–so that she might benefit from a huge grant of $250,000–and
starting from THIS weekend, come and visit Pegasus on board at Pier 25 in the boro called Manhattan. The schedule now calls for Pegasus to leave this “canale” within the sixth boro tomorrow . . . Thursday, pick up Lehigh Valley 79, and move back over to Pier 25. In reference to the canales di venezia, Pegasus would look good exploring there . . . By the way, here’s a log of Pegasus’ last visit to the drydock for work.
Parting shot . . a foto of Pegasus leaving the tour dock in Yonkers 11 months ago.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
By the way, the tugboat shown most completely in the 4th foto is the 1943 46.5′ Linda G. I don’t know where she was built. Pegasus is 96′ and 1907-built in Baltimore. The goslings, hatch of 2012, were about 4″ long.
Cormorant and I sometimes chat down by the water. Like we did this morning down where Arthur Kill meets Newark Bay. We differ on some things, but usually it’s . . . laissez faire, live and let live.
And then this came by. It’s Discovery Coast, the brand spanking new tugboat I’ve seen twice before. The first I was driving and traffic precluded pulling off for a foto and the second time was too dark. This time I could have gotten it in the still golden light of 9:30 a.m. But I averted my eyes. . . it was too much to bear. I watched from the corners of my eyes until it passed . . .
Its silhouette suggests . . . pagoda. Just count the decks . . . if they be called that . . . six of them. Discovery Coast just came out of the Main Iron works in Houma, LA. Here’s the proud new owner answering questions about the vessel’s features. From the interview, I can appreciate the vessel meeting all the latest guidelines. And I’d love a tour of the living quarters. But
if this is the look of the future, then what associations I have with that is . . . so at one time was the Edsel! And cormorant, well he took one look and