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Click here for an account of gallivants in and around Ocracoke and Hatteras Inlets as well as my connection to these waters. Beaufort Inlet–near Cape Lookout–is scheduled for some depth maintenance these days with Marinex Construction excavating what McFarland count not extract. Katherine Weeks enters the inlet from sea with a light scow.
The only USACE presence I saw was Snell. USACE awarded Marinex the contract to subtract a half million tons of sand from beneath these waves.
I believe this is cutterhead/pipleine dredge Savannah, connected by pipeline to this
scow and loading equipment.
When Katherine tows the loaded scow out–here past Sea Quest II, a dive boat (more on that later)
Na Hoku-formerly a K-Sea vessel–
tails. The Sea Knight helicopter
just happened overhead. I’d love the view from a helicopter here.
Once through the narrow inlet, Katherine heads out for the dumping area and Na Hoku returns to its holding station.
Who knew the inlet could be this busy . . . l to r: Grace Moran, Aurora, Na Hoku, and Salamina1. More on the last one on that list tomorrow. Aurora, listed as a sulphur carrier, carries PotashCorp colors.
Potash Corp has their big mine about 35 miles from here, as the pelicans fly.
Chief is clearly a Marinex tug.
I’m not sure the ID of the inbound vessel here passing Chief, here heading out to the dredge.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
I took all these fotos this morning. First, here’s the ashoremost portion of John B Caddell in the parking lot waterside of Edgewater Drive, roughly across from the Clifton*** Staten Island Railroad stop. After being delivered from RTC Shipbuilding in Camden, NJ in mid-December 1941, she has come to her end. Most of her life she delivered petroleum products, not water. Click here for a foto of her at work in the sixth boro six years ago.
Looking eastward, one might imagine a beautiful day under dramatic clouds, with the current pilot boat New York in the spotlight, in
an otherwise unusually empty Upper Bay.
An especially clean street here belies
debris left strewn on the street showing how high the surge rose and
leaving behind vile stuff like dozens (!) of vials of blood . . . with recognizable names on them!
Alice Austen house, about a mile farther south,
was spared, but just.
Neighbors on lower land began the cleanup.
And the Kills and Upper Bay, devoid of traffic, had a few vessels checking navigation channels.
To reiterate, I found the scattered vials with blood along Edgewater Drive very disturbing. I called 311.
From a mariner’s perspective whose truck got flooded while he was working afloat, click hawsepiper here.
For a report on the storm from a high-rise over the East River, click here for Vlad and Johna’s blog.
*** Six months ago another vessel washed up on another beach called Clifton here.
We spend so much of our lives waiting. I guess it’s one of those unavoidables, like taxes and death . . . Ineluctable, if you want to be pedantic. Yesterday, while waiting for high tide, a helicopter dropped in on the beached fishing trawler. Click here for a bather flashing the crew. . . hey, if you live on Clifton Beach and want to meet the unexpected visitors, how else do you get their attention?
Meanwhile, holding the lead is Port Arthur-built, Cape Town-modified Ocean Pride. Note the additions to make her beamier.
Here’s the muscle (Smit Amandla, ex-John Ross) that parts the towing lines.
And 8000 miles to the northwest, Swan has not yet started loading. Prepping and waiting is still going on, four days after I took these fotos.