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See them under the arch of the Bayonne Bridge, two vessels: in the distance a hint of bluish Mary Alice and closer up the petite bright orange Monark.
But if you were working in the fog of the KVK that day, you would want flare-bright orange in something so
Imagine my surprise when–two days later–driving northbound on the NJ Turnpike, I spotted through my moving windshield wipers, a sight of the same mettlesome orange Monark, trailered, headed south. Oh, why don’t I keep the camera beside me on the seat! Well, given traffic, the right thing to do was keep my hands on the wheel and my eyes pointed north.
All fotos–such as I got– by Will Van Dorp.
I’ve not used this title since May. But Mary K. Adella begs some well-deserved attention.
At this site, Ken Brockway, owner and builder, has thoroughly documented the creation of his vessel. The only thing I didn’t find was the origin of the steamer’s name. Thank for the site, Ken; it could serve as an inspiration for someone looking to take on a project for several years. Small craft maybe, but big accomplishment.
Earlier in September, I caught this foto of William H working over near the Tappan Zee Bridge. For more, click here and scroll about 3/4 through, enjoying all the other survey boats along the way.
Last one, I looked long and hard at the boat name on this white fiberglass stern–HOTel cORAL esSEX–and just didn’t get it. It didn’t work for me; I thought it was the name of a place or a song.
Win a few, lose a few …. oh well. I suppose whoever writes this on a boat doesn’t get it either.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
FireFighter at the Narrows, Fort Wadsworth side . . . rainbow effect of spray . . . must be doins’ … big stuff going on or about to . . . .
Waiting on the Fort Hamilton (Brooklyn) side, I espy a huge shape some five or six miles off, here between FDNY’s not-yet-in-service 343 and the venerable Driftmaster. Iwo Jima (Mississippi-built) has returned! See fotos I took on board last year here.
The first fleet vessel through the Narrows was PC-4, Monsoon, Louisiana-built, commissioned in 1994, here passing Ellen McAllister. Scroll through this link to see a sampling of fotos of Monsoon‘s adventures.
Next visitor in was WMEC 909, Campbell, the sixth cutter to bear that name, here with helicopter above and USACE vessels all around, from left, Moritz, (I believe that’s the stern of Dobrin … barely visible), Driftmaster, and Gelberman. Campbell’s homeport is Portsmouth, NH. See a previous appearance of Campbell on this blog here… last foto).
Next in, sibling of Monsoon . . . was Squall, commissioned in same year and state.
As Iwo Jima approached the Verrazano Bridge, a gun salute from Fort Hamilton drew
Iwo Jima‘s response. By the way, the bit of land on the lower left side of the foto above is Hendrick’s Reef, on which the Brooklyn pillar of the Verrazano Bridge stands, an island that from 1812 until 1960 housed Fort Lafayette. I wonder which Hendrick that was.
Ellen McAllister followed Iwo Jima in. Is that Catherine Turecamo over on Iwo Jima‘s port side?
Then it was FFG 45, frigate De Wert, named for a sailor who died in Korea in 1951.
And then Bath, Maine-built CG 58, Philippine Sea.
Closer up . . . I can’t identify the Coast Guard 47-footer other than 47315. By the way, see this type vessel’s capabilities as filmed in the mouth of the Merrimack River in all its fury. The Merrimack was my obsession during part of the 80s and all of the 90s.
I didn’t see where Miriam Moran assisted (probably up at the Hudson River passenger terminal) but a while later I caught her headed to home base as Laura K. was out to Red Hook for an assist. Check out the two crew on the afterdeck.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
By the way, “Government Ships 5″ is the short title; a longer version is “Their crews and all those sixth-boro based supporters.”
Welcome to New York.
A century ago, a parade of ships featured the Cruiser Olympia, now in very real danger of being reefed.
Staten Island Live has an excellent schedule of events planned the next few days on Staten Island, where most of the fleet vessels are berthed. See the schedule here.
Small working craft serve a host of functions, as observed in the fotos below. I witnessed an interesting gesture involving the New Jersey State Police below, which gave me great respect for the trooper at the helm. You’ll have to scroll through to the bottom to learn what happened, though.
OK, so this is probably not a work boat today, but deep down inside its skin it’s still a 1929 Coast Guard self-righting lifeboat, and I’d see its function as raising the spirit of its owner . . . it would surely raise mine if I were galloping about on clear days in it.
But so many other functions are played by small craft in a harbor like the sixth boro that sees almost constant traffic of nearly 1000-footers. Clean-ups,
surveying aka reading the invisible contours of the old river’ thoughts, (In foreground is SSG-577 aka Growler, hardly deterring the approach of an unidentified but intrepid orange survey boat that has appeared on this blog previously.)
and more clean-ups,
assisting in dock construction as platforms and –very important–catcher of dropped tools.
That’s it for now. So, the story of the State Trooper. While I watched NYK Rigel getting backed out to sea on Thursday, I saw this small RIB boat racing northbound on the Arthur Kill, not an unusual sight. Inexplicably (to me) the trooper throttled back. I had seen a speck in the water just at that moment, but it was too small to make out. After a quarter minite or so, the trooper throttled back up and disappeared into Newark Bay. As the speck approached my position, I began to distinguish two Canada geese, swimming quite slowly toward me. Then, there was something between the two. There it was . . . two goose parents with two goslings, the tiniest Canadas I have ever seen. I know that not everyone is thrilled by Canadas or any other goose or duck proliferation, but my hat goes off to the trooper for spotting them and making to effort to not swamp the young’uns. There should be an sixth boro version of Make Way for the Ducklings, in which all manner of shipping from small craft to tankers to tugboats can put the deadlines aside to . . . make way.
I’ll leave it to you to wonder whether I got too much sun yesterday.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Related: Scroll this joan sol’s post here and watch the video on trying to capsize a well-designed and constructed small craft.
A little more watercolor from yesterday . . . the rainbow injects magic into what otherwise might just be distant Brooklyn waterfront, Clipper City, and a Staten Island ferry.
Here’s what creates the conditions for a rainbow.
Color on water, this time reflecting a certain survey boat with unique paint loss patterns.
You will notice an apparent repetitiveness in the next set of fotos of Frying Pan over at Pier 66 Maritime–my favorite place on the Manhattan waterfront, except not
really. The evanescent colored shapes so took me that I just keep shooting as
Harvey‘s propwash made ripples and
swirls and pulsations and
teases, glimpses of LV-115 Frying Pan‘s chartreuse hairy nether parts.
All was fine until I imagined what other situations exist that colors the
waters this living red or
rusty, risky brown .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Good golly . . . what hangs there? Find a color clue in the lower left corner as to ownership of the crane, …
Why . . . it’s Miss Holly aka these days as Paul Andrew. If you click the Paul Andrew link, check Sarah Ann. And if you own a crane like this, who needs a dry dock to lift a vessel into the high and dry?
Paul Andrew (ex-Miss Holly) built in 1968, 63′ x 23′ x 8 draft and 2400 hp. Anyone
Miss Holly hanging around?
Sorry, but I couldn’t resist. Nor could I resist listening to Little Richard Miss Holly . . . er something.
Top three fotos (taken in March 2008) taken by Mr Bill Benson of Hydrographic Surveys. Thanks much, Bill. The last two, by Will Van Dorp.
Where I’m steering here most corresponds to the second post in this series, Coexistence 2. On an ideal day, all traffic gets along, sorts itself out. Big steel and small steel keep clear of one another, again
and again, no matter what the direction or
speed for whatever the purpose . . . understandings get articulated, negotiated, and agreed upon.
But then without warning and from out of nowhere, the wild jumps
in. The beast, driven by terror of the predator and the mindless urge to mate, dives in
as members of its species have for millenia. Some have always made it, wild and unfettered. But now the environment has
changed; rules and conditions altered. And intervention happens or
Many thanks to Bill Bensen for the three fotos of the deer. For the record, Bill took these fotos about three weeks ago although it may be the same buck that jumped in this week. For more of Bill’s fotos of animals of the harbor, click here.
Other fotos by Will Van Dorp. Info on the vessels in the fotos: Foto 1: Bro Albert is a Maersk product tanker with an unidentified McAllister tug in the distance. Foto 2: Marie J. Turecamo and Kimberly Turecamo pirouette parcel tanker Stolt Vanguard out to sea. Foto 3: from near to far, Taft Beach, Captain D, and ATB Pati R. Moran moves the barge Charleston with assist from an unidentified Moran tug. Foto 4: near to far is Davis Sea and Java Sea.
Related: I included the tug Dolphin above as an attempt to broaden the term, given Bowsprite’s recent treat (treatise?) on inanimate harbor “animal” life.
One day Atlantic Coast moves the scow, and the next it moves what would scoop sixth-boro-bottom into the scow.
Michele Jean does pre- and post-dredging surveying.
An eight-leg stand bucket (?) in autumn light is as beautiful as a spring daffodil about to open, a bud just quivering with excitement.
Fin Kennedy has its niche.
More buckets . . . er quivering petals.
Red Rogers has its niche.
Bowsprite’s favorite is the cutter head, fierce though it be.
See the fine print on the hull midships . . . it’s another survey boat.
and two barges loaded with buckets and cranes over by Atlantic Salt. More on this soon.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. Note: all these fotos were taken in about a four-hour period over two days in the past week. More dredging than typical in fall?
I wonder if Little Richard would substitute “dredgin’” for “shakin,’” THE anthem of the dredging world then.
If you want to see some of the 92,754 steps in building one of the world’s largest dredgers, click here for Leiv Eiriksson.
Lord Byron’s poem “She walks in Beauty” might eventually be parodied rather updated in this post. If you’ll click on this link, you’ll get the entire poem AND a Botticelli Venus. I admit I had a long discussion with Botticelli about this work while he was creating it: have her turn around, I pleaded. Oh well. I long ago gave up trying to argue with Sandro’s about anything. Meanwhile, seeing how bows got us to Dolly Parton, who knows how an examination of sterns might lead, how it could descend . . . or rise.
The name’s the thing sometimes like here or
here: behold ex-Jaguar.
Sure, it’s fuel barge bow but a survey stern.
Look upon ex-Exxon Empire State. Why is Responder on recycling duty so much?
uh . . . ? Anyone help? [Thanks to Jeff and James: Psara meaning "of fish."]
Check out Doris Moran and Cable Queen. Anyone know the Cable Queen story?
Catch a glimpse of Ruth M. Reinauer, class of 2009.
Drool over John J. Harvey. By the way, to learn more about this legendary fireboat, come hear author Jessica DuLong read at Atlantic Gallery on October 21, or read her book My River Chronicles. I immensely enjoyed it.
Relish the lines on what for 40ish years has been the sixth boro’s very own mostly stay-at-home some of the time flat-bottom, Pioneer.
Oh . . . posteriors. Send in your favorite.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
By the way, Patricia Ann bounced me around quite a bit, I hung on, but I haven’t seen her since.