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. .. 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.
After a low of nearly single digits a few days ago . . . today temperatures came close to 50, and I felt invited to ride across the harbor.
New to me . . . landing craft Jennifer Miller.
Lined up like chorus girls in a Radio City Music Hall revue, it’s Freja Dania, Miss Lucy, and Sti Ruby.
How can I fail to mention Megan McAllister . . . .
All fotos taken this foggy afternoon by Will Van Dorp.
But first, some odds ‘n ends. It looks like this is the same inflatable that appeared in the squall fotos here a few days back . . . Also, it appears that the destination for the cattle transported by Shorthorn Express is Bandirma, Turkey, a hundred of so miles southwest of Istanbul. Further, in the wee hours into this Sunday, Angus Express may arrive in the sixth boro, although I’m not sure sunrise will still find her here. Can a Jersey Express be far behind, not that Jersey would suggest similar bovinity. And given this list, over 900 cattle variety names are waiting for adoption by this fleet.
VHF mention of Grey Shark “bound for sea” thrilled me yesterday; I’d caught glimpses of her several times, the earliest about four years ago here. And I’d seen vehicles lined up on various quais waiting to load her, but I’d never seen her loaded before.
an assortment of cars and trucks all bound–I believe–for Saint-Marc,