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. .. to paraphrase Mark Twain …are highly exaggerated.
What? . . . you ask? Well, click on Auke Visser’s link. You’ll see a foto of her being raised after a sinking. Then follow through to the phrase “disposal date.”
Ticonderoga looks pretty good for being technically scrapped.
I took these pictures in December 2013, earlier this week.
Check Auke’s link: she was built in Baltimore in 1954 and had sailed as Socony 9, Mobil 9, and Exxon’s Ticonderoga–her name when she ran aground and sank in 1992.
. .. that gray vessel on the Jersey side just north of the Outerbridge, we know what it is, and
And this from l’amiga . . . Frances pushing north and Captain D pushing south . . .
kind of a reminder me of a Dr. Doolittle character . . . pushmi-pullyu . .
I hope a reader can clarify above vessel and procedure.
The first two fotos come compliments of Tony Acabono, and the last two by l’amiga, both of whom I’m grateful to for passing them along.
And to paraphrase the former vizier of defense, there are known unknowns and unknown unknowns . . . as in these two additional fotos from l’amiga.
I know this is Grey Shark, but will the trucks onboard come back? What if anything is in them? If they return, will they be empty?
Any answers to any questions would be quite satisfactory.
Over six years ago, here was the last time I used this title. At 09:23 this morning, E. R. Denver was at Howland Hook as an outbound tanker eased by. E. R. seems to have been created by erasure from MaERsk.
. . . nine seconds later, it’s
This is serious, precision navigating,
with even less tolerance of errors because of the channel work, and
surrounding traffic, like Kristy Ann Reinauer and Paul Andrew and dredge units.
This short stretch of Arthur Kill, where serious dredging is enlarging the channel, were featured here and here (a blast!!) back last October. I’m not given to playing video games or using simulators, but if such a thing were available, I can imagine spending time playing “games” imitating professionals piloting different types of vessels through ports of the world in every sort of conditions. Hats off to the professionals.
All fotos today by Will Van Dorp.
It’s been over a year since I’ve used this title . . . I worry sometimes that someone I catch in the act of working might feel intruded upon. Such is the farthest thing from my intention. I’m certainly not the first or last to state there’s dignity in labor, whether it’s performed indoors or out.
Here Doubleskin 37 approaches NYK Rumina (named for the goddess of breast-feeding mothers!!!) as
Green Bay shuttles between dredge and
Paul Andrew seems headed for a shore base as well,
as Sarah Ann heads for Newark Bay
For a bit more context than yesterday’s post . . . I visited the AK twice yesterday . . . before my “shift” started and at a break eight hours later. Doubleclick enlarges fotos.
I know about the “green flash” at dawn and dusk; I don’t know if there’s a counterpart term for this yellow spear pointing to the sun’s track.
The foto below of Howland Hook was taken less than a minute after the one above; looking southwest v. east makes an amazing difference. And this difference is much more noticeable on fotos than to naked eye. I like the pink clouds in the orange morning.
At 1442, I took a break, and headed down the street to revisit the AK. Marie J Turecamo (1968, ex-Traveller) was southbound on the Kill as Matthew Scott headed for the dredge.
By this point, I was about halfway through my break. More tomorrow.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Call this a 4000+ word post. Arthur Kill is the complement of the much referred-to KVK, and it’s gorgeous, here at sunrise, just before 7 am.
For a walking lunch, the crescent along the Elizabethport side of Arthur Kill ‘s northeast end tip satifies. It’s no picnic, but many worse places come to mind.
Yesterday I arrived, sandwich in hand, at 1:07, to catch Evening Tide headed for Newark Bay following
All fotos yesterday by Will Van Dorp. Now I mentioned the “crescent” earlier because this “park” where I walked was once a shipyard. Crescent Shipyard made submarines; fotos here. It went by other names before and after, but of them all, now there is no trace. Seems a shame.
From Howland Hook to the parking lot at my job takes about 10 minutes. On a clear morning, a quick stop across from the port gives me ballast I need for whatever I might face at work. What I wrote about dawn here a year and a half ago still holds. The ship here is NYK Rigel, which I wrote about here last year. It departed the sixth boro last night after the “tornado.” It spent about a day in Howland Hook after having left Qingdao, Ningbo, and Shanghai … in mid -August. Today, those containers are starting to fan out across the eastern US via truck and rail.
The gantry operator has a fantastic vantage point but a schedule that prevents him from stopping to enjoy it.
I linger across the Kill and watch the light play first here, then there, on
countless surfaces. Differing areas light up almost like the
sounds made by fingers crawling around the keyboard of a piano.
Even later in the day, reduced light is not a deprivation; darkened or even bleached out
light invokes magic.
Here’s a light post from last spring.
All fotos today by Will Van Dorp.
The “really random” posts are just that. I believe what follows, is.
Thanks to Jeff Schurr and Dave Boone, behold Bloxom in her better days, in this case during her life as a Pennsylvania RailRoad tug. Bloxom has been on this blog here and here and other places. Anyone else know Bloxom PRR fotos?
Also thanks to Jeff and Dave, Ned Moran below in work mode compared with a foto of the vessel (scroll down to the last one) I took a few months back. I have to say there’s so little left of the vessel now that it’s hard to corroborate their being the same vessel.
Mighty Joe (ex-Maria) in the Hughes Marine portion of Erie Basin yesterday.
This is my first ever sighting of Marquette’s Layla Renee, defying a current trend as a Gulf boat working up here.
Last three fotos here taken by Will Van Dorp, last week. The next two come from Cheryl, an important friend from way back. Both were taken in Holland, Michigan. First, it’s James Harris, one of 10 Army STs built in the first half of 1943 in Sturgeon Bay, WI; and
Haskal, about which I can find no info. The design of Haskal looks older than that of James Harris. Anyone help out?
Again, thanks to Cheryl, Jeff, and Dave for contributing fotos.
Unrelated: I’ve added a new link to my “resources” a list of all (maybe) US-flag operators of tug and tow boats.
Thank you all for reading and commenting. Let me pass along some of what I’ve learned. Also, check out frogma’s latest.
Below, from Jeff S: “The passenger vessel with the lifeboat on deck is the famous New Bedford built at Bethlehem-Quincy in 1928. See hull # 1417. She was loaned to Britain in WW 2 and served as a hospital ship at Normandy landings.”
According to the link above, Op Neptune involved more than 6000 vessels. It’s interesting to imagine the fate of all those 6000. Here’s a Normandy crossing tug I wrote about in 2007. I wonder if any Brooklyn-built boats have remained in France? Jeff goes on to say, “Earlier in the war New Bedford participated in ”decoy” convoy RB-1. I think she has been at Wittes since about 1967. “
Here’s another fabulous story: YOG-64 was delivered to the US Navy in May 1945, arrived in the Pacific just after the end of the “9th inning,” served in various capacities at Bikini Atoll during Operation Sandstone, judged decontaminated and decommissioned, spent two decades hauling fuel as M/T Francis Reinauer, and has rested here since the mid-1980’s. Anyone know of a foto of Francis Reinauer?
An as-yet unidentified tug whose upper portion of the house has now slumped back into eternal oblivion.
A very strange comment I got by email asked why I had sunk the red tugboat in yesterday’s post. I’m innocent. Nor did I have anything to do with with sinking.
A mile or so south of Witte’s yard is another graveyard aka tidal reef. Most prominent there is this ferry: Astoria, sister of Ferry Maj. General Wm. H. Hart, formerly docked at South Street Seaport. Here’s a foto of Astoria I took last summer.
Here frogma documents entropy.
Here’s a favorite quote from a Rebecca Solnit essay: “To erase decay …and ruin is to erase the understanding of the unfolding relation between all things. To imagine [creation and destruction] together is to see their kinship in the common ground of change, abrupt and gradual, beautiful and disastrous, to see the generative richness of ruins and the ruinous nature of all change. … Ruins stand as reminders. Memory is always incomplete, always imperfect, always falling into ruin; but the ruins themselves, like other traces, are treasures; our links to what came before. … A city without ruins or traces of age is like a mind without memories.”
Serendipitous during our paddle “north” was a glimpse of W. O. Decker headed “south.” We debated calling them but decided that we would cross paths if that was intended. By the way, if the identification of Ned Moran in Graveyard 1 is correct, then Decker and Ned Moran date from the same year! Maintenance IS everything.
On our return, we saw Decker waiting (haulout?) at the yard in Tottenville. Decker is older than Bloxom and Hila and fortunate to have staved off ruin, traces of aging, and entropy as well as it has. May she bob and pitch for many more years.
I wish I’d taken the profile of this vessel . . . . From this frontal shot, it looks a lot like Day Peckinpaugh. Jeff identified it as “canal tanker Michigan. Built by McDougal Duluth S B in 1921 as Interwaterways Line Incorporated 105, shortened to ILI-105 in 1935 before becoming Michigan. She carried caustic soda, vegetable oil , liquid sugar and such on the Erie and Welland canals. Twin screw.” For the record, Day-Peckinpaugh was ILI-101–the prototype–built in the same year. Thanks much, Jeff. See an image of ILI-105 in her prime here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Rossville itself has an interesting history spanning Raritan Indians, Ross Castle, Blazing Star tavern, and the Underground Railroad.