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I’ll start with the greatest looking tug of all I saw. It has a name, but I cropped it out and will reveal it as this post goes on. But isn’t this a beaut?!! It also has an evocative previous name. Can you guess her vintage?
I’m in the mood for puzzling today, so what’s this? I know there’s no tug in this photo, but . . .
So here’s a closer up of the tug Bunker King passing the tanker Bow Trajectory, heading for Plaquemine.
See the Algiers “gift boxes” over the stern of Cecilia B. Slatten? See where she fits in her fleet here. Can anyone explain what if any connections there are between Bisso Towing and Bisso Marine, who recently have had a project in NYC’s sixth boro?
Freedom . . . there’s nothing in the sixth boro with these colors and artwork.
M/V Magnolia . . . as night falls.
Night falls on James Dale Robin and Kimberly Hidalgo. Less than an hour earlier, prayers had been offered and champagne spilled over these two vessels and another, Dale Artigue.
And nightfall means I should return to the beaut in the first photo . . . here it is with name restored, formerly called Havana Zephyr. Check out this fabulous line drawing of her by Barry Griffin.
Here’s the whole vessel as I saw it last week. Such lines! I’d really love to see a bowsprite rendering of those curves!
Merlin Banta, which my defective eyes first read as ‘merlin santa,” came out of the St. Louis Boats yard in 1946, not long after the yard delivered a fleet of icebreaking tugs to the US Navy and then to the USSR! If you click on no other links in this post, you have to see these icebreakers . . . last photo in a post I did a year ago here.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Over a week ago I felt all the symptoms of impending illness, Gfever. I suffer from that affliction quite a lot, as you know if you follow this blog. It starts when I can’t sit for more than 15 seconds, atlases–paper or interactive electronic–beckon, the ear worms in my head are all about travel . . . the only cure for this fever . . . Gfever . . . is a gallivant. And in this case, a Bayou Lafourche gallivant was the only remedy. So from the airport any direction was fine as long as it was south. Let’s cross this lift bridge and go . . . farther than we did last time here.
Of course, bowsprite came along and sketched hither and yon . . . and who could pass up Intl Defender!
There . . beyond the copse of backup rigs . . . it’s the boom town of Port Fourchon.
And rather than understand first and write later, I’ll just put up a sampling of vessels I saw. . . . Here’s off the bow of Delta Power (127′ loa) is Dionne Chouest (261′ loa). A random assortment goes on with
HOS Red Dawn (268′),
Dictator (140′), Candy Bear (156′), and Candy Stripe (130′),
the brand-new 202′ Capt Elliott,
a cluster that includes from l. to r. . . . HOS North Star, Seacor Washinton, C-Endeavor, C-Fighter, and Miss Marilene Tide. The stern-to vessel in the foreground . . . I can’t identify.
Looking like they’re aground and on the grass . . . it’s HOS Black Rock and HOS Red Rock, recent builds and each 278′.
There are more and more . . ..
in Port Fourchon, as seen here from the c-store looking over the trucks, the single-wides on stilts, and the vessels beyond.
All photos by Will Van Dorp. Let me know whether you’re interested in another post from Bayou Lafourche.
Many thanks to bowsprite for these photos; Pretty Lamb raises the bar for unusual names. Click here for more “pretty” fleet. Or here: http://tugster.wordpress.com/?s=pretty
Here was 17, a reminder of what this series is about: I’m avoiding the word miscellaneous.
First, from Birk Thomas . . . a closer-up of another Blount this week. Doesn’t it share some spirit of 1960 Ford blue?
From bowsprit, who wanted to know why a scalloper was headed southbound along Manhattan the other day, the windy day? Well, I’m resisting the chance to set up an April Fool’s post . . . it was actually in the sixth boro to escape the stormy seas and 30′ PLUS waves out where it normally works. Endurance is no timid scallop boat . . .
I’ve been eager to share this assemblage of old calendar, baseball card, and mermaid bottle openers from Greenport, a place with a distinctly New England ship-building history feel. Are any of these anywhere still extant? Click here for a photo of a City Island, NY yard that once built them.
Anyone know which sixth boro regular is a triple screw? Answer follows.
Here’s Bayou Dawn getting some new skin a few weeks back.
I’m putting up this post with my apartment windows open . . . spring has vanquished winter . . so it’s time for a few photos of winter’s recent oppression. Ever wonder how the loader gets to the bottom of the hold of a bulker?
Odigitria came here with salt a few weeks back and those holds that were then filled with gleaming white minerals might now be filled with dull black stone now.
As summer gets cooer, I’m imagining doing some research on these boats and the larger tenders. When I see a buoy boat, I imagine an Elco in industrial disguise.
I took these photos less than six weeks ago, and my finger are only just now thawed out.
Thanks to Birk and bowsprit for the first two photos. All others by Will Van Dorp.
Let me know what you think that triple screw is.
Time to clear the decks for spring!
By the way, did anybody catch a photo of DSV Joseph Bisso coming through the KVK this morning?
Care for a shot of Melville? ““Take almost any path you please, and ten to one it carries you down in a dale, and leaves you there by a pool in the stream. There is magic in it. Let the most absent-minded of men be plunged in his deepest reveries–stand that man on his legs, set his feet a-going, and he will infallibly lead you to water, if water there be in all that region. Should you ever be athirst in the great American desert, try this experiment, if your caravan happen to be supplied with a metaphysical professor. Yes, as every one knows, meditation and water are wedded for ever.”
Paraphrase that a bit, take liberties, and you might come up with: “When you gallivant, chances are you’ll end up in the water.” If Melville were around the sixth boro these days, he might add something about the likelihood of seeing folks with digital cameras and–if among those gallivants there’s a bowsprite–inks/charcoal pencils too.
The whale lives
here, 100 miles plus east of the sixth boro’s easternmost reaches and if you go
up these stairs marked by a rendering of the orange ferry John F. Kennedy, you’ll
see this . . . 38 pieces of bowsprit’s art on display.
The exhibit called “Working Girls of New York Harbor” is up now til the end of May.
And if you feel a thirst that water fails to quench, the exhibit is located one floor above stainless steel vats filled with thousands of gallons of fermenting, living brews.
Here’s the front of the exhibit postcard, with evidence that bowsprite has turned her gaze and inked what she saw in increasingly distant waters.
Oh . . and the opening’s tonight in Greenport. Gotta run. More Greenport soon.
All photos here by Will Van Dorp.
What on earth–or on the river–could cause all these NYWaterways ferries to stick so close to the terminal? Like fish in a weir . . . must be something big around . . . although I see no vessel between Resolute and Robert E. McAllister on AIS . . .
Praise the day! Bowsprite–who loves gray or otherwise stealthy and can sometimes clear away the miasma and draw them, if you ask her nicely– ascended to a rooftop yesterday to see what MIGHT lurk between the two aforementioned tugboats.
Here is the current bearer of that name, but there’ve been at least six prior iterations.
She passes the clock–now being restored–and the light
but I was not there. So here’s my chance to place another government boat in the proximity of Robbins Reef.
Bowsprite, my favorite harbor illustrator, snapped all fotos except this last one above–of USACE Hayward–which I took.
For another of her ink renderings of sixth boro details, click here.
Random, recent, and variously sourced.
The closeup of Nanticoke pushing Doubleskin 57 toward the Goethals Bridge below comes compliments of Allen Baker.
I took this foto of Robert E. McAllister.
Marie J. Turecamo here assists Barney Turecamo, pushing
the 118,000 barrel barge Georgia.
Four of the Dann Marine tugs: l to r, Emerald, Chesapeake in the distance, First, and Calusa . . . all Coast.
First Coast, the former
Morania No. 18 . . . See the traces of “R–A–N” in the painted metal?
Over in the East River, it’s Bruce A. and
Charles D. McAllister. See the McAllister striped Rosenwach wooden water tank on the building upper skyline left?
From l’amiga . . it’s another shot of Patricia, a 1963 tug built in Port Deposit, MD.
And last but not least . . . just cellphone-snapped by chance by Birk Thomas yesterday, it’s Miss Lis, which at this writing is about to steam past Sandy Hook on her way out of the sixth boro. What’s remarkable about this foto is that Birk caught this Tradewinds tug in the last two miles of a journey that started in LA! I feel like there should be a brass band playing or some other celebration of completion. Click here to my previous “seeing” of another Tradewinds tug.
Click on this foto below . . . and if you have a Facebook account, you should be able to see Tradwinds Towing’s FB page.
Fotos should be credited as I tried to indicate; non credited ones by Will Van Dorp.
All fotos here from yesterday . ..
Liberty Service as you may never have seen her. Here (third foto in this link) she was four years ago.
In the past year, this Pegasus has sprouted an upper wheelhouse; compare with here.
Welcome to the waters around Houston. Well . .. I do mean the 118,000-barrel barge married to Linda Moran. Uh . . . do tugs and barges ever get divorced?
Trucks on the water pushed by Shawn Miller.
I realized only later that–had my conveyance lingered here–I would have seen Catherine C. Miller push past with FIVE trailers/tractors on a barge. See her in the distance there beyond the bow of RTC 83.
Reinauer Twins waits alongside RTC 104 with a faux lighthouse in the background.
Lucy Reinauer–earlier Texaco Diesel Chief built in Oyster Bay NY–is the push behind RTC 83.
And thanks to wide-eyed bowsprite, a vessel I’ve not seen before pushing stone. It’s Patricia. She reminds me of a vessel I spotted along the road a few years back . . . Hoss.
So, this is the “plus” in the title, the group-sourcing request portion of this post: what company is operating Patricia?
And another question . . . from an eagle-eyed upriver captain. Notice the weather instruments on this channel marker just off Bannerman’s Island (I am planning to do another post on this unique location north of West Point.) And . . .
here are more weather instruments on this federally-maintained channel marker off the Rondout. Questions: who’s responsible for these and is there a website where the data collected can be monitored?
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, except for the last three, which come from bowsprite and Capt. Thalassa.
Speaking of bowsprite, today she’s running Radio Lilac and I’ll be there tending bar. Here’s something of the inspiration. Come on by if you have the time. Teleport in if you’re otherwise out of range.
Here’s a collage of images as my last roundup 2013 post:
a half dozen working tugboats and a covered barge as seen looking east from the Second Street Bridge,
a swimmer in the water either doing a northern style Richard Halliburton re-enactment or setting out to do an underwater survey mission as the lock is –unbeknownst to her–about to open,
(For more complete info on what’s going on here with the swimmer, check this post by bubbling-blowing bowsprite.)
my possible future employer shoehorning an Eriemax passenger vessel into the first lock in the flight,
waterdogs go fishing,
a Dutch barge,
Urger dried out for some emergency surgery along
with Tappan Zee II,
Eighth Sea and Bill’s exercise machine,
the pilot’s understanding of the pushoff contest,
and in Troy, some public art designed to assist memory . . . the Soldier’s and Sailor’s Monument with goddess Columbia blowing her horn high above Troy, as seen from Tug44.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. See you in Waterford in 2014, I hope.
And the winner of the speed race . . .
in a record setting 0 days, 0 hours, and precisely five minutes and 0 seconds . . ..
. . . sorry . . . this is part of the day too; click on the foto for bowsprite’s rare foto coverage.
The winner of the speed event will be revealed, uncovered, somewhat shorn . . . at the end of this post. But first, besides the tattoo contest, other contests include line toss.
Jamie of Susan Miller shows how it’s done.
Then . . there’s sanctioned, precision pushing.
Can you spot the difference between the white-and-green tug to the right above and the one below?
Vane had twins in the race, and one near-clone.
I’m not sure what this event would be called . . . mustering maybe.
There’s sizing up and
On the pier, winners wear not laurels but spinach . . . . Someone inspired by the anthropological study of the Nacirema people might write this up as a study of a late summer ritual called Ecar Toabgut.
There are raffles that landed some this bowsprite print of a boat that represents–I believe–the first Vane participation in this race on
September 2, 2007.
And after the race–if it hadn’t happened before–boats might pose with the great Lady.
Here are some of the crew of the fastest boat . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Congratulations to the crew of Working Harbor Committee for their work; many thanks to all the companies and crews for participating.