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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.
Late October 2011, Day Peckinpaugh and Frances Turecamo float above Lock 3, post-Irene, seen here through the eyes of the master of Tug44.
Here’s Day Peckinpaugh last weekend, nose to nose with Urger, the latter here for shaft work.
Blount’s two decade old Grande Caribe applies the same design to contemporary passenger cruising. Notice the popped-down house; in this post from three years ago, the house is up. I’d love to hear from someone who’s sailed on one of these “small ship adventures.” Shipboard romance? What are the stopping off places for adventuring off the mother ship?
And compare the tug Frances Turecamo (1957) in the top foto to her incarnation now. It’s great to see her back at work.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated: Thanks to Jonathan Boulware , interim president of South Street Seaport Museum, for passing along this article and video of salvage of Astrid.
Today . . . as time constricts . . . just vessels, mostly under way, like Frances, at the confluence.
Govr. Cleveland and Eighth Sea, locking and swaying.
Eighth Sea, stopping at Rusty Anchor to lubricate a wobbly shaft . . . it was rumored.
I’m out of my depth here.
Kathleen Turecamo and Dean Reinauer, about to move RTC 106 downstream to the sixth boro.
Govr. Cleveland passing the scrap dock.
Herbert P. Brake pushing HR-Bass downstream. Crosby colors?
Benjamin Elliot at the Troy wall.
Gowanus Bay approaching the Troy lock.
Margot making a grand entrance.
Tender #3 near the Roundup.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who feels quite the time crunch right now.
First, and I quote, the roundup “began in 1999 as a way to preserve and promote the maritime industrial heritage of the State Canal System….” Many thanks to the sponsors and the volunteers. Thanks to the town for their “hawsepitality” (That’s Jed’s newly minted term.) which brings about 25,000 people to a Saratoga County town of fewer than 10,000.
What light is this illuminating the Second Avenue Bridge between the town and Peebles Island? And what is the kayaker . . .
and all these others looking at . . .
while bathed in varying light?
Waterford’s pyrotechnics are unusual because the geography makes you feel them. There’s light, sound, and some serious concussion, and that’s all one thing, singular. And the only thing I like more than watching the explosive colors is to see what they illuminate. . . like Mame Faye and the glassy water–after an almost shower–at the confluence of the Erie Canal and the Hudson River.
Scroll through here for my video of the show four years ago.
I’m awed by the power and flash reflected in this fresh water. Click here for my fotos from the first roundup I attended seven years ago.
And then it’s morning and time to clean up, check
the condition on the barge, move
the tow to a place where the ebris can be offloaded, and
send in the underwater inspection expert.
For that underwater inspection of prop and flanking rudders . . . that’s tomorrow’s post.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who needs to get to his paying job.
Here’s a fireworks post I did a little over a year ago.
It’s the weekend after Labor Day in Waterford, time to call a muster.
And stuff starts happening. Atlantic Hunter arrives via the highway.
Tug-of-the-Year Gowanus Bay travels from the south.
Buffalo parades from Waterford back to Waterford.
Grand Erie travels as the dais.
As the parade approaches the Waterford Visitors Center, a water salute awaits Eighth Sea,
Frances, Margot, and Benjamin Elliott . . .
as well as Cornell and Iron Chief.
Parts B and more soon. All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who met great people, missed many others, and heard fabulous stories to be followed up on soon.
Here was Highway, the first. As I approach the end of my sixth year doing this blog, I’m looking to recycle/update some titles.
Margot‘s payload is a Metso paper machine . . . although I’m not entirely sure what its function is.
Here between the leaves still on trees after a leaf-stripping hurricane and piled up snow . . . Margot passes the mouth of the Morris Canal, to the left of the clock. Note that red crewboat over closer to the mouth?
Here’s a closerup foto. I can guess ownership from the shade of red, but . . . anyone know the name?
All fotos but the last one thanks to L’amica.
Three vessels at the roundup this year appeared there for the first time . . well sort of. The red one, aka Augie, was in fact there for the first time. The other . . . on the left, Frances, has been there before but with very different appearance.
The surprise newcomer at the roundup this year was Wendy B, but with a bit of search, I’ve found this blog about here journey from Toronto to DC seven years ago, by the previous owners.
Click here for the specs at the time of her last sale. Talking with the owners, I learned she was delayed in the sixth boro–on her recent northward passage–by the 4th of July 2012 fireworks. Does anyone recall seeing her in town? Here are my fotos of the spectacular illuminations that day.
Here’s Augie, nestled up to Cornell, in current colors.
When I saw Frances this weekend, I first assumed I was looking at Margot, currently working on Lake Ontario.
Here’s how Frances looked two years ago.
I’m enthusiastic to see Frances (1957) covered in new paint that just exudes vitality. Soon she’ll be working like Margot, her one-year-younger sister.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated but thanks to Barbara for sending this link along: South Street Seaport in the news.
This is the work and play post . . . the real connection is that although we all have to work, an important secret is to enjoy what you do. Imagine this enthusiasm in a co-worker or yourself on Monday morning, whether you’re struggling to finish a group report or
the folks at NYS Marine Highway, now shipping corn–yes–corn–out of Ontario and into the Erie Canal. How long has it been that agricultural commodities have been shipped on the Erie Canal . . . how long have people talked about shipping same on that waterway that revolutionized NYC . . . or international shipping entering the Erie Canal, but Margot (over a half century young) and its crew
doing it! Bravo to the folks at NYS Marine Highway. Click here for lots more fotos of Margot.
South African fotos come compliments of Colin Syndercombe; the Oswego/Erie Canal fotos, . . . Allan and Sally of Sally W, and all the others by Will Van Dorp.
Related: Here’s another ALE job.
Unrelated: The longest marathon swim starts tomorrow morning over 100 miles up the Hudson.
“Blue is the colour of the sky . . .” in the Donovan song of almost a half century ago, but this isn’t a post about foliage, although I took this foto Friday . . . if you’re wondering why I didn’t post. Guess the location?
Brown is the color of the Hudson, yesterday, as seen high above crane barge Columbia (and Sarah Ann??) viewed from Storm King, about 60 miles north of the sixth boro.
Brown flows under Margot and Benjamin Eliott at Waterford about a hundred miles north of Storm King.
It has been the color of the Hudson and feeders streams since the visitation of Irene (note the high point on the Second Street Bridge) and the rest of the rainy season in the Hudson and other Northeast watersheds.
waters through the rock
Fotos by Will Van Dorp. More Donovan?
And speaking of colors from inks and pigments as multi-hued as nature up north, check this out from my favorite niche-leaping, river-crossing, shipshifting cliff-dweller . . . and so much more.
For explanations on all manner of color, checkin with seaandsky.
When I took this foto in 2006, I knew none of the folks depicted; more about this foto at the end.
This Sunday in the sixth boro is the 19th annual tugboat race. If you are free, come down to Pier 84. Will Beth M. McAllister be there? the young Pegasus?
In previous years, the weekend following the tug race in the sixth boro, there was a tug roundup in Waterford, NY. Bad news this year: because of Irene’s reckless bluster and immoderate rain, the 2011 Waterford Tug Roundup has been cancelled. I will miss the puppytugs,
Thanks to Stray for sending along this link to fotos of Irene devastation upriver. I feel sick. Crow and Wire, #94, 119, and 181, were at the Roundup last year. Black Knight, seen in a tugster post a week ago, shows up in #178.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.