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Consider this tugster’s November version of the summer solstice parade. Enjoy these eight fotos. They call themselves the water nymphs with music provided by typewriter, although a google search comes up with no further info. The music–see the bass player in one foto–was hypnotic also, but you’ll have to imagine the sounds, though this–sans voice–might be the reference.
Why eight fotos?
Well . . . November 26, 2006 I did my first post. Tomorrow I start my eighth year and I hope to continue as long as it’s fun for all. Thanks for reading, commenting, sending along suggestions, corrections and fotos . . . and so much more. This is my 2285th post and have been blessed with 1,204, 899 hits as of posting. Again . . . thanks all.
All these fotos by Will Van Dorp, who loved the dances.
Here was post #1 of what could become a series from over five years ago.
Dusk rarely finds me at my places along Richmond Terrace, but last night I was here with elizabeth, and she took a pic much like this one, and when she sent it to FB with the question “Guess who my dinner date is?” one friend wrote back . . . ”the great Gatsby?” So call this . . . what the great Gatsby sees as tugster on a short day’s journey into night, apologies to Mr O’neill.
Barney Turecamo passes Gatsby’s place, as do
Frederick E. Bouchard and B. No. 210,
and Weddell Sea.
Gatsby’s for the night . . . was actually Blue–formerly known as R. H. Tugs. From Blue, it was a short walk to Sailors Snug Harbor for the 25th annual John A. Noble Art Auction. And I’m very pleased to say that
a print of my foto below brought $500 into the museum’s funds for restoration of Robbins Reef Light, and the framed foto went home with a very happy friend. To see the other 49 items in the auction catalog, click here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
As I scrambled away from the train, Meredith C. Reinauer ruffled the glassy calm of the river at the Rondout Light. Here long ago the Delaware and Hudson Canal completed its 108-mile journey from coal country to what was then the fast river transport to sixth boro coal market.
And here waiting for me was my flesh-and-blood sister and brother-in-law and their Maraki, which they sailed around the world in the 1990s. See their newly-inaugurated blog here.
This was an opportunity, to rediscover the Hudson Valley with them, after all we never see or step into the same Hudson twice. I’ve seen Esopus Meadows light many times before, but
have never passed the volunteer boat.
When last I saw this “castle,” it was a Redemptorist retreat center, but now it’s something different.
Maraki and Grande Caribe had last crossed paths on the Erie Canal. More large sightseeing vessels on the Hudson soon.
Maraki had sailed under this first bridge when it was still a disused rail structure.
!@#@! ? pirate canoe club?
OK . . I had to put up another foto of Patricia.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Two words juxtaposed in this headline from May 1914 NYTimes are not ones I expect to see . .. ”Roosevelt” and “tug.” Click on the image and (I hope) you’ll get the rest of the article.
Below is Aidan, the Booth Line steamer which returned the former President from Belem, near the mouth of the Amazon.
On October 4, 1913, Roosevelt boarded the vessel below–S. S. Van Dyck--for Brazil. Departure was from Brooklyn
Pier 8, to the left below. Click the foto to see the source.
What’s driving this post is Candice Millard’s 2005 The River of Doubt: Theodore Roosevelt’s Darkest Journey, which I just finished reading. Learning about the namesake–Candido Rondon– for the vessel in foto 8 here while in Brazil last summer prompted me to finally read this book. Ever know that the ex-US President was stalked by invisible cannibals as he and Rondon led a joint Brazilian/American group down a 400-mile uncharted tributary of the Amazon, now referred to as Rio Roosevelt (pronounced Hio Hosevelt).
Well-worth the read!
. . . literally hangs in the balance in the next weeks. This 1925 Tyne River-built flat-bottomed timber tug needs $150,000 pledged, or . . . I’ll come back to the ” . . . or” To pledge, click on the image of the tug to the left, click on the contribute button, and follow the prompts.
Bertha was one of four of these tugs used to move booms of timber to the mill in the Bay of Islands area of western Newfoundland starting in the mid-1920s. Click here for fotos of that timber operation; particularly appropriate are fotos # 189, 259, and 263.
Darren Vigilant (below) bought Bertha in 1999, drove her to New York, and if you were paying attention to the harbor from that time, you might recall seeing it. Click here to see fotos from then as well as an illustrated history of the vessel and lists of what has been done and remains. Currently, she’s in a yard in Staten Island.
I took these fotos last weekend and will
be adding followups in the weeks to come.
But the clock is ticking. Here is the ” . . . or else” part.
Time is running out, and Bertha could be scrapped and added to the half million dollar pile of metal chunks.
Shudder the thought.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who’d love to see any fotos you might have of Bertha sailing in New York harbor between 1999 and 2003. Click on the image below to hear Darren make a plea for the boat.
There was a time when I was a boy . . . I thought that hydrofoils would dominate the future. They didn’t. My question is: does anyone recall a hydrofoil operating in the waters around greater NYC? This just in from a jolly tar, a British film clip that alludes to but seems not to show a hydrofoil on Long Island Sound . . . ??
Foto by Will Van Dorp.
This NYPD officer of the peace got tugged right into a recent parade. When that happens, you know all things could get downright disorderly.
This last June post is a melange of Pegasus and Lehigh Valley 79 in a setting rays irritating my camera,
Patuxent in the Philly dawn,
Sea Hawk approaching the St. John’s Bridge,
Natoma docked in the Columbia,
Caspian Sea in the Delaware,
Surrie Moran in the same waters,
Aries in Portland,
more Black Hawk,
and finally Lewiston.
Rounding things out, it’s Siberian Sea in palm trees country aka the sixth boro, taken about a year ago. I will resume the blog as soon as I can in a land with more palm trees
Thanks for reading the blog and sending comments either here or via email. Sorry if I haven’t acknowledged everyone who’s sent along a tidbit or nice word.
If you’ve never taken a Working Harbor tour in NYC’s sixth boro, here’s info. If you know the sixth boro pretty well–especially the contemporary commercial aspects of it, you might even propose to them to narrate a tour. That’s just me suggesting that, but there are folks who want to better understand the role of shipping and its interaction between the sixth boro and the five terrestrial ones.
Thanks to Seth Tane for the fotos of Aries, Black Hawk, Lewiston, Nahoma, and Sea Hawk. All others by Will Van Dorp who hopes to next post from the obscure January River.
Ten months ago I did this post of the 1905 ferry Binghamton. Twenty months ago I did this one, this and this with many interior shots at that time. The foto below dates from October 2011 just after Irene.
Here was Binghamton this morning, a work of disintegrative art, refusing to buckle in spite of Sandy.
North end October 2011 and
today, June 2013.
South end 2011 and
peeled back 2013.
Closer up as seen from the right bank 20 months ago and
See a Flickr foto of a NJ historical marker no longer memorializing the wreck, click here. In its place, someone has had the good sense to inscribe the walls of the guardhouse with the 94-year-old words of a gallivanting Edna St Vincent Millay.
How will she fare in the next 10 months?
For a beautifully illustrated report on the life of the ferry prepared by Bill Lee, click here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated but cool story here about a 61-year-old immigrant to US circumnavigating in a 24′ sailboat!!
Let’s make up some words and revisit Sunday’s significant changes to the “landfront” of the sixth boro, not the “waterfront.” In fact, on the waterfront change is fluid, literally. Click on the foto to see the dust fly.
What’s happening on the water at 0553 h? Just the usual . . . bananas
from Ecuador need to be offloaded.
NYPD patrols, and
kayakers make their way across the calm bay.
Tuesday morning, as seen from the Staten Island ferry . . .
machines disassemble the
load it onto trucks for processing, once Susan (Catherine?) Miller gets them back to the roads.
Our landfront has never looked this way . . . til now.
Fotos and video by Will Van Dorp.