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I feel like a box jellyfish today; they have more than a dozen eyes. Now imagine they all focus on something different and the box jellyfish brain can’t resolve the sensory data, and you’ll appreciate my failure to gel a story here.
Egret follows Hayward.
Hornblower Hybrid adds a stabilizer sail?
Prep for the next leg/
last leg of the race, which
And is this the current newest vessel in the sixth boro? It’s the last one on this list.
And thanks again to Kaya’s iPhone . . . it’s Enterprise’s last “in air” for a while.
Thursday morning after I’d caught the fotos of Patrice McAllister arriving, I headed for work, stopping at the Arthur Kill for a few moments to ingest the morning beauty. Meanwhile,
in another part of the sixth boro, bowsprite and her assistants caught the re-enacter vessel Balmoral arriving in the North River. Here’s Huffington Post text/fotos from the Balmoral point of view, with a few details on ticket prices. That’s the Holland Tunnel vent on the Jersey side extreme right. Here’s a tribute to the designers and builders, and here’s a great archival shot of the ventilator construction during the decade and a little following the 1912 Titanic trauma.
From Staten Island, John Watson caught this shot of Balmoral‘s departure. As of this writing, she’s already passing between Martha’s Vineyard and Cape Cod. John pointed out Balmoral was previously Norwegian Crown, launched 1988. It received a significant implant in 2008. The vessel’s namesake is in Scotland.
I zoomed in on details in some Panama posts here and here, so how about closer to home . . . . All of the following fotos were taken in New York harbor, except one. But that one could just have well been taken here. Can you identify it?
Otherwise, just enjoy the fotos. Doubleclick almost always enlarges. For me, pleasure maintaining this blog comes from the locale and endeavor. I respect the livelihoods. But things the camera helps me see I admire also for the sculptural beauty,
Since I deliberately wrote these captions quickly, spontaneously recording what I associated with each foto, I could have captured something different no doubt upon examining each, . . . but then again . . . I’m interested in what they evoke in you. And here I invite your response.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp . . . in the past month.
The bottom foto was taken in Panama of a container ship I’d seen in the KVK earlier in March.
Check out the light exactly two years ago . . . here. And my first greetings this morning came from the Easter ducks, who’d heard about an egg hunt, I believe. Mergansers passed too, but dove each time to hide bright colored bills.
Norwegian Gem, her bow painted like a post-modern Easter ovoid, sailed into a harbor entirely tinted with the rosy fingers of dawn, ending a passage from Cape Canaveral.
And two last beasts . . . unicorn and Oliphant . . . round out our marvelous menagerie
OOoops . . there was a “seven seas 2″ already here. Here was the first in this series. Today’s post stems from my inability to identify a very distant K-Sea tug in the second foto here; thanks to Jed and Harold for setting me straight. K-Sea units that used to be commonplace in the sixth boro are in fact scattered to the seven “seas”: Gulf of Mexico, Gulf of Alaska, Gulf of Guinea. So I decided to post today all the white K-Sea tugs I’ve foto’d in the past half month. There is the new infusion of green K-Sea units, too. Of course, other units have passed through the harbor; these are just the ones I’ve seen. After all, I do have other claims on my time. For the K-Sea story and ALL their units, past and present, check out Birk and Harold’s fantastic site here.
Solomon Sea, passing Barbara McAllister,
If your reading this post from WAY outside the sixth boro and sight a K-Sea vessel and you COULD snap a foto to send along, I’ll post it in a “far-flung” post.
It’s been some time since I did a post on names, and must confess I’ve neglected to write down some intriguing ones of late. Here’s Names 13. But before looking at this batch, I have to call out a disturbing article from today’s NYTimes about closing a customs inspection station in Red Hook, not only raising prices on commodities like bananas and beer but also adding to bridge and road congestion. I hope this doesn’t transpire. It sems pennywise poundfoolish to me . . . unless there’s another darker explanation?
I’m happy shipping companies use nomenclature, real names, rather than numbers or alphanumerics. Actually, vessels do have IMO identification in numeric form, but they also have names, naming conventions that evoke other times. I love the classical names. IMO 9324215 is also Golden Venus.
9289518 ? . . . Ajax sounds better to me.
And I love this classic . . a foto of a banana boat offloading in the sixth boro and taken in 1960 by William Rau and passed along by Thomas Flagg . . . Eros! I love it.
Now . . the same name on a fiberglass motorboat . . . nah! Here it seems tacky. Pop culture references might be better for pleasure boats, like
So here’s a question prompted by the Chinese new year: I cannot recall seeing a large vessel passing through the sixth boro bearing a name with the word dragon in it. I can’t. Maybe you can. A case in point is this foto taken yesterday: a Chinese-operated container vessel although built in Japan, named for a major Chinese city. As it passed, I was moved . . . a formidable vessel, a huge water-snake, a contemporary dragon.
If you’ve taken a foto of a modern vessel with “dragon” in the name, I’d like to hear of it. Upon more reflection here, I realize that over four years ago in Greenport, NY, I saw a green tug called Dragon. The registry shows the Gladding-Hearn vessel still operates by that name. Can anyone pass along a recent foto?
Some folks do spring cleaning; I do winter culling. And have been doing a lot of it, including in my foto library. Considering the library as a whole, it’s constantly in flux . . . stuff out; better stuff-I hope–in. Many quotes say this; my favorite version is “you cannot step into the same river twice.”
Same is true of a harbor; what vessels inhabited it when I first paid attention are no longer here, at least not in the same way. Take Odin, about which I’ve heard a lot of chatter this week. Great name. Perfect candidate for an award for eccentricity, but I smiled every time I saw Odin. I never saw the closest vessel to her in DNA, the ill-fated Red Wing. You can tell this is the older Odin because the house rests on a hydraulic ram.
Dean Reinauer has also left the sixth boro; she traveled out on the back of Blue Marlin last summer. Where she is today, I’m SURE she’ll see no snowfall like this, taken a few years back over by Howland Hook.
Ditto Great Gull . . . down in Venezuela . . . no snow. I recall fondly how excited I was when I first saw Great Gull, turns out built by the same folks who built barges for Europe as part of the Marshall Plan.
And the ORANGE June K. I know she’s still around as Sarah Ann. But that original color was almost institutional, almost spring time.
And then there’s Rosemary McAllister, now working on lease down south without her last name and with an all-white stack. Her christening was a seminal bowsprite/tugster collaboration.
Finally, there’s Kristin . . . , once with a telescoping house like Odin, now scrapped.
I have others, but it’s amazing how much changes in five years of observing the harbor. All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Given my vintage, the sound that personifies change for me is this song by Jefferson Airplane.
Between 0800 and 0900 this morning, sunshine poured down onto the KVK, and deepened all the colors. Sand Master (more of these fotos tomorrow) was positively radiant while waiting–it seemed– for something to happen before it can get into the fuel dock.
I then went to my appointment on the land side of Richmond Terrace, noticing from indoors two Ital container vessels (Moderna and another) passed. Before noon, as I headed back home, I noticed that Oyster Creek with the bunker barge was refueling Shorthorn Express north of the VZ Bridge as
By noon, bright sunshine had turned to overcast gray and then drizzle. No snow, though.
I’d planned something different for today, but then my inbox started to fill. And it makes me happy to feel a community building here. So . . . thanks all for reading and sending fotos and links. I wanted to go out taking fotos, but a pile of tasks told me to stay home.
First, Ann O’Nymous sent me a link to Tugboat Tales, a fabulous documentary made by the late Bart Lawson back in 1991. This first-rate documentary is divided into parts one, two, and three. A click gets you to youtube.
Next, harbor photographer extraordinaire John Watson went to check progress on Ambrose, and discovered the drydock had been floated out and reoriented 180 degrees, with the lightship on board. That would have been a sight to behold.
Next, from Allen Baker, this foto of a lightship undergoing restoration two hundred miles . . . downeast . . . well, in Boston. It’s LV-112, which last appeared in this blog almost two years ago. That info back in 2010 was passed along by Matt of Soundbounder. Check this link (Thanks to Rick) for many more fotos of LV-112.
As I said, I stayed inside this morning, chomping at the bit because Orange Star was headed out. Had I realized that her sister vessel was coming in and that they’d cross not far from the Narrows, I would have “busted out.” Nothing could have kept me inside. Then, I got an email from bowsprite informing me that Orange
Babe Wave had come into port, and I was beside myself. At which point . . . .
I got an email from John Skelson, with attached fotos of Orange Wave!!! If you’re new to this blog, I’m a self-professed orangejuiceaholic. Here, thanks to A. Steven Toby is a link to the technology of these juice ships.
And since this post has become a gallery of other people’s fotos, here’s another from Allen Baker. A little self-disclosure here: I moved to the Boston area in the mid-1980s. One day in 1986, I was walking near the Science Museum and saw two very tired tugboats there, Luna and Venus. The sad sight drew me in. To see these beauties in such an utter state of disintegration broke my heart. I thought both were doomed. Venus was clawed into matchsticks in 1995, and Luna very narrowly escaped the same fate. Read the much nuanced story here. Luna dates from 1930, the same year as W. O. Decker. I hope to see Luna again soon; too bad I didn’t carry a camera around back in 1986.
And Decker brings the post to South Street Seaport, which I’m thrilled isexperiencing early springtime, frigid temperatures notwithstanding. Also, if you’ve been in NYC recently, you know it’s been a snowless winter so far; this foto was taken last year. I’ve always know the vessel below as Helen McAllister, but now I’m embarrassed to note that she’s also the ex-Admiral Dewey and Georgetown. I’d never realized that. Further, she came off the ways into the KVK in 1900, built at the same yard that produced Kristin Poling! And this raises two questions: is Helen McAllister that last power vessel of that yard still extant? And, does anyone know of fotos of Helen McAllister that show her working during OpSail 1992. Which raises the question . . . am I the only one NOT hearing talk of planning for OpSail 2012 New York?
Both Ambrose and Admiral Dewey/Georgetown/Helen McAllister are listed on the National Register of Historic Places.
It’s cold outside and tomorrow should be colder, so you could click on every link above and drink some hot tea. Did I complete many of my tasks today? No, but I had a ball with these fotos. Watching all three parts of Tug Tales will take about a half hour, but it is well worth the time.
Thanks to Ann, John, Allen, bowsprite, Steven, and John for fotos and info.
Stolt’s parcel tankers are unique in appearance, but this dent on the bulbous bow betrays a singular encounter experienced by this vessel. Ouuf! No, I don’t know when and where it occurred. It looks vaguely anatomical.
I wonder if this indentation (diminishing of confidence?) will still be here next time Stolt Confidence visits the sixth boro. Clearly it lacked this distinguishing mark when it was launched in Fredrickshavn 14 years ago.
Note Meagan Annpulling a dredge scow in some of these f0tos.