You are currently browsing the tag archive for the ‘Mediterranean Sea’ tag.
Know the location?
I took it from a southernmost point in the Bronx looking eastward toward North Brother Island . . . the brick chimney to the right. I can’t identify either the Weeks tug or the current usage of the red-and-white striped stack to the left.
By the time I got back to the sixth boro, the pink “M” on Moran tugs was once again white. The only photo of a Moran tug I managed in the whole month of October was the one below, a photo of a photo of a Catherine Moran in the lobby of a restaurant in Lockport. Label says . . . as you can read it . . . “Lockport 1939.” Would this have been the vessel built by Neafie & Levy in 1904?
As to the pink ribbon, I was happy to see it.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Dorothy J was once known as Angela M
and first appeared here about four years ago.
Mediterranean Sea working and
being worked upon. There’s no significance to the blue bicycle in foreground lower left, but I like that it’s there.
Mrs W has some sort of shaft on board.
It’s a Hebert boat . . . Larry J?, and Bering Dawn dredging in the Arthur Kill.
Now known as Caitlin Ann, this 1961 tug first appeared here (scroll) in 2008 as Vivian L Roehrig.
And if that’s Oleander, it must be Thursday.
Most photos taken fairly recently by Will Van Dorp, who is amazed by changes in ownership in the sixth boro.
And unrelated, check out George Conk’s post here about a vessel with an unusual name and even more unusual purpose.
This is the series for photos from all over.
First, from Bob Stopper, who makes it his business to –among other things–document Erie Canal life up in the county where I grew up, it’s . . . can you guess what’s under all that snow?
It’s a hibernating Grouper. I’ve done more than two dozen posts on this boat, which I keep hoping comes back to life. Here’s a post that shows her working on the big lakes, the northern coast of the USA.
Dutch tug turned yacht Itinerante (ex-Havendienst 1, Vulcanus).
Here’s one of my photos: that’s Iver Foss tailing the big ZPMC Shanghai-built crane as RORO Hoegh Shanghai follows them in through the Narrows last week.
Some photos from Brian DeForest . . . Joyce D. Brown delivering a crane barge as
RORO Don Juan rolls some vehicles off and some others on over in Port Newark.
Here’s are two photos lacking a photographer both showing Tradewind Towing Rachel powering
USS SS Mount Washington AOT-5076 on its final voyage. The photo below I screen-grabbed from the Crystal Serenity, which is now off Japan. Mount Washington is at the scrapyard and Rachel is preparing for the next job.
This photo comes from the Gatun Locks webcam.
Bowsprite caught these three last week: apparent L to R, Arabian Sea, Mediterranean Sea, and Patricia in Red Hook.
Thanks to Bob, Lucy my sister, Franco for standing in the cold with me at the Narrows, Brian, bowsprite, and the remote cameras for these photos.
Sometimes serendipity smiles on me. Like yesterday. I’d left quite early for an event and saw this red dot on the horizon. If I hadn’t seen the vessel before, I might have thought it a phantasm. But four-plus years ago, I’d even gotten a tour of WLV-612 . . . a vessel so exquisite inside now you have to take your shoes off, not for security but just because the floors . . . are gorgeous.
This is the Norton Point Light . . . technically the Coney Island Light at Norton Point. Vessel in the distance is Rotterdam Express.
Not a rock and a hard place . . . but a bridge and a parachute jump . . . .
As if on someone’s invisible cue, the sun broke through overcast sky for about 30 seconds just
before she passed under the VZ Bridge and
crossed paths with Mediterranean Sea heading out to pick up a barge.
To repeat myself . . . if I hadn’t known Nantucket was spending winter in the sixth boro doing events, I might have questioned my perception or sanity, but
knowing that she’s around still did not diminish
the sheer joy I felt seeing her. My afternoon definitely picked up after this. Is that Pati R. Moran?
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. And truth be told, seeing this reminded me of a song I loved as a youth growing up in what today would be called an fundamentalist immigrant place. Tennesee Ernie Ford version and church version.