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It could be called pigment, watercolor, skycolor, light . . .   But what matters to me is the impact it has on my mood.  How can I not feel uplifted by this brightness?  What is this . . . a doorway into what?

Passage for pilots, of course. But what a vessel!  An uberbox enveloping many smaller boxes, a different set of boxes shuffled together at regular intervals, probably never again to coexist.  An early 21st-century ark of disposable stuff never paired but rather mass-produced in the millions.  And a disposable ark to move them over the deeps.  Its stern marked with a place of convenience, a place having no other meaning, no real significance.  They might as well be lunar like Western Mare Frigoris or Sinus Asperitatis West…
 unlike Charles D. McAllister, whose portrait probably hangs on a wall somewhere or languishes in a scrapbook.

Here’s a nameless vessel, at least from this perspective, although some of us know its name.  Any guesses?

Genco Success:  for the observer, just a bulker name, but for crew who live aboard, rich positive or maybe negative connotations.

This beautifully colored unique vessel used to by called Lil Ripper;  I like the shortened name and I love the brightness, truly a Hudson River original.

Nameless . . . they’re nimble and passengers board and debark expeditiously.

Decolored mostly, these portions that stay immersed.  Any guesses before you see the rest of the construction, soon?

Really sad colors on Philip T.  Better to be reefed or smelted than to be left in limbo like this, a once-storied tugboat that’s now like some litter on the bank behind a storage yard for dumpsters.

All fotos during this recent burst of sunshine by Will Van Dorp.

Here what a quarter day (sunrise until very early afternoon) can look like in November . . . the same weekend the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree came to town.  To digress on this last point just a second, would it not be fantastic to have the 2011 (and all subsequent ones) Rockefeller Center Christmas tree arrive in the city by tug and barge?!??  Let’s make it happen.

So, Homie commuted from Gloucester again yesterday to make the sun rise.  Thanks Capt. Joey!

The early morning survey boat heads out as soon as Homie causes the sunrise.

Norwegian Gem shuttles in its passengers from the “chartless sea”  as a tiny Andrew Barberi shuttles its passengers between Manhattan and Staten Island.

Atlantic Salvor muscles its way around the Upper Bay.

Margaret Moran sees Ever Diamond to the door.

Timthy L. Reinauer cruises past Cape Taft, still bathed in rich morning light.

By late morning, the air is clear, as Freja Selandia emerges from remnants of wooden barges toward the Arthur Kill fuel terminals.

Inimitable Odin returns to Mariner’s Harbor, and

CG 40450 heads in the same direction.  40450 last appeared here.

Some say “ugly” and others say “unique”  but I’ll say Lil Rip should  cruise through the harbor more often, as here with a crane bound for Poughkeepsie.

Snow Goose stopped by the fuel dock to slake its huge thirst from the same source tugboats do.

And last but never least, Kristin Poling, dating from the same half decade as the  Empire State Building and Rockefeller Center, hurries along for just another day of work, its engine heat radiation turning the superstructure of Ajax into shimmer.

All fotos taken in one fabulous mid-November weekend by Will Van Dorp.

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