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But first, an orange digression leaving the Narrows this morning under the tow of Michael J. McAllister, with Resolute alongside. Is it
Senator John J. Marchi or Guy V. Molinari? These years maintenance is done in Virginia, and here are fotos from just under a year ago of Marchi at sea. Is special ballasting need to facilitate better towing of a ferry? What other preps happen before a tow like this?
The juice in this post is here, my reason for getting out at daybreak.
She glowed with health as she came through the KVK today . . . . Orange Star, a 2011-build out of the Adriatic.
She and escort passed Discovery Coast at the east end of the KVK.
Turecamo Girls throws on some extra anti-skidmark gear as she escorts the juice ship.
The juice ships are my favorite, although I prefer the lines of the previous Orange Star to this newer vessel. My fotos of Orange Star fleetmates include Orange Blossom, Bebedouro, Orange Wave, and Orange Sun. I don’t believe I’ve gotten a foto of Orange Sky. An unexpected detail about these tankers is that they are managed/operated from the peerless maritime nation of Switzerland.
All fotos this morning by Will Van Dorp.
For some great fotos of lakers laid up about 500 miles from here in Sarnia, check out tugboathunter here. He found some frozen-in tugs there too.
“The road” begins with the first step out of the house, and here . . . before leaving Brooklyn . . . I saw it and knew exactly what it was . . . Michael J McAllister towing a hefty load of containers between the sixth boro and Norfolk.
And I knew the tug because Birk Thomas had just sent me this one–taken Saturday?–of Michael J. Thanks much, Birk.
Farther down the road but still in NYC, I followed this truck, which introduced me to these metal sculptures of Fritz Cass.
A few hours out . . . I had a glimpse of this truck . . . clearly delivering catfish, although . . . Great Dane!
Great Dane FISH. Maybe they deliver dogfish as well.
And before we got to Harrisburg, this beautiful (late 40s??) Plymouth suggests we’ve . . . turned a corner in time maybe.
And now . . . from Tennessee, where it might the 30s . . .
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