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This gateway to the sixth boro dazzles at dawn, with out traffic or with.
Here are the specs for the 12-year-old vessel going under the almost 50-year-old bridge.
In the distance, that’s the Newark Bay Bridge, located north of Ports Elizabeth and Newark.
Inbound . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who finally watched Saturday Night Fever for the first time, because of the bridges scenes. It turned out to be a much better movie than this non-discoing blogger ever imagined. See it if you haven’t, for a throwback to Bay Ridge (mostly) back in 1977 . . . which started with a president named Ford , new computers were Commodore PETs and Apple IIs, and the Concorde started to fly to NYC.
The glimpse I caught while crossing westbound on the Verrazano Bridge told me to head for Fort Wadsworth: fog with defined geographical boundaries lay at least 175′ deep over the waters’ surface at the Narrows. Once standing on the overlook at the fort, the stacks of two vessels (l to r) Stuttgart Express and Celebrity Summit seemed not unlike the sails of two submarines, sub-fogs in this case.
Celebrity Summit was crawling forward bellowing like a lost bovine and
as it sank deeper, left a distinct wake.
When I say geographical boundaries, I mean dynamic ones, and they expanded upward as I watched.
Keeping watch over this shifting masses with me were the previously mentioned ‘scapegoats, the ones minding the grassroots, poison ivy roots, . . . any sorts of roots on the slopes near the Fort.
After convincing the watchers that I was no more interested in their political predictions as in anyone else’s, the spokesgoat suggested I follow Celebrity Summit‘s path to the stable, as he phrased it.
And this seemed as good a location as available. Ongoing bellowings from the vessel confirmed my choice.
Celebrity Summit moves stern first into BCLCT.
The rising sun began to cut through the fog and project a golden sheen onto the low clouds lying on the waters of the Upper Bay.
Guiding Summit through much of her voyage through the fog is Laura K. Moran (I believe).
All fotos yesterday by Will Van Dorp.
Before dawn the day of the race, daily port activities carried on: Atlantic Niyala awaited load shift in Red Hook.
Celebrity Summit arrived from sea for some port time here assisted by Kimberly Turecamo (?).
Scott Turecamo awaited some rehab
As passengers debarked to starboard, equipment received attention to port. I’m not sure what all is happening over on the port side here.
Up at the Manhattan passenger terminal Veendam received Tuckahoe attention to port as well as passengers transferred from ship to island.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who heads for the Roundup tomorrow.