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I’m dedicating these to Otis Redding . . . . and I know I’m getting some details wrong and will correct when I’m back. Thanks much for your comments and corrections. My day started with Overseas Houston. I think I just missed Christian Reinauer headed upstream before light in my location;
followed by an upstream flanking turn by B. John Yeager. . .
and more including Custom.
Farther upstream –can you guess where– I caught Catherine S and fleetmates;
Can you identify this massive levee?
Presager‘s background may help.
Creole Sun and a cluster of tugs and barges await while . . .
Myra Epstein powers
a long train of barges,
and churns up the Mississippi cafe au lait.
OK . . answer tomorrow . . . can you idenify this vessel?
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who’s headed north along the defining river of this continent.
Quick and succinct: the way to enter Nola from the east and north is Rte 90. About 30 miles east of Nola I passed this mystery vessel Poseidon, which looked like a house-forward bulk carrier with a quonset hut over the hold now blown away by a storm. Anyone know the history?
As sun rose somewhere in a cloudy drizzly day, the first vessel to pass–upbound–was BBC Brazil.
Then a steady stream of traffic moved on the great river . . . some of them included Amalienborg,
B. John Yeager (?) with at least 13 barges, which round Algiers Point in the most
curious way, which involved backing down, sliding over to the Nola side, and what must have been lots of nail-biting.
Big Sam and a small tow.
From the Algiers side, I checked out Barbara E. Bouchard‘s new pins.
Also on the drydocks at Bollinger’s was Mully and Admiral Jackson.
Alice‘s sister Caroline Oldendorff passed . . . upriver.
And Alley Cat headed downstream herding more barges than would seem possible.
Nola is so much more than all that, and Checkpoint Charlie is a start of that other so-long list, but do check in at Charlie’s when next you’re here.
More soon. All foto by Will Van Dorp.
From the air you can see the traffic . . . the sinuous lines it scribes into the legendary river.
From the bank, you can see sometimes three tugs abreast (l. to r. Bobby Jones-1966, David G. Sehrt-1965, and Born Again-1974) pushing more than a dozen barges slipping around the turn between Algiers and the 9th Ward. And when I say slipping, I mean even big vessels seem to slide through this crescent. That erosion in the foreground bespeaks higher water.
Uh . . . a variation on seasnake?
Crescent’s J. K. McLean (2010 at C & G Boatworks of Mobile, AL) and New Orleans (1998 at ThomaSea) maneuver in front of 1995 American Queen.
Close-up of McLean.
Empty Barge Lines’ Grosbec (1980).
Olga G. Stone (1981) pushing oil downbound.
Miss Abby (1960 ?) upbound.
Slatten’s Allison S (1994) light and headed upstream past Bollinger’s.
Ingram Barge Company’s Mark C. A few years back, I saw Ingram boats all the up in Cincinnati, OH and Pittsburgh, PA.
Another Ingram vessel featured a few days ago . . . David G. Sehrt.
Vickie (1975) pushing . . . crushed concrete maybe . . .
Port Allen (1945?!!)
Chelsea (1989)
I’m back at work in environs of the sixth boro, and this is the last set about Nola strictly defined. Tomorrow I hope to put up some fotos from a jaunt-within-a-gallivant southwest from the Crescent City, a truly magical place to which I really must return soon because there’s much I’ve yet to understand . . . like why
the nola hula only appears to salute certain vessels.
And is it true there’s a nun driving a tugboat somewhere on the Lower Mississippi? Here’s a ghost story, and if you have a chance to find it, listen to Austin Lounge Lizard’s ”Boudreaux was a Nutcase.”
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who also has tons of fotos from Panama to put up.
I’m deep in the “fog of travel,” a phrase I learned from David Hindin. So only the facts, here:
Crescent’s Alabama.
Marquette’s Blake Denton and Ingram Barge’s David G. Sehrt, sporting her triple stacks.
Silver Fox motivated (I think) by Todd G.
BW Havis, as seen from Algiers.
Bisso’s Capt. Bud Bisso.
Greg Turecamo.
Ralph E. Bouchard.
Anna Victoria pushing heavy against the current painted with silt from a dozen of so Midwest farm states extending all the way to Montana,.
Traffic moves all day and night, just like the bon temps in Nola.
Coral Mermaid.
Chandlery boat Brandi.
And . . . just the facts . . . some legendary aquatic creature doing the nola hula for a sea-bound MSC Nederland.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. More soon.
If you didn’t see it yesterday, check out bowsprite’s nola.
As the sun sets, a tow approaches the Point from under the West End Bridge moving quite slowly. The Ohio begins near that bridge formed from the Monongahela (aka the Mon) to the left and Allegheny to the right.
Because of highwater conditions on the Mon, Consol Energy’s Gabriel pushes a small tow at a ground speed of barely three miles per hour,
shooting up a rooster tail of muddy water, struggling against a current that might be eight to ten miles per hour. Those are my guesses. Consol Energy moves a lot of coal, the other fuel.
Meanwhile Ingram‘s James E. Anderson, made to ten barges of coal and aggregates waits lower water and less current.
More on Ingram later, but inland rivers can be dangerous during highwater.
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