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Here was 24.
It’s T’day, and one of many things I’m thankful for is readers who write back and send fotos like these.
First foto, it’s Tilly! Stephen Freer sent this from Key West, where he seeks investors to get this 1943 vessel built in the sixth boro operating as a tug co-operative using waste vegetable oil for off-grid island fishing and farming co-ops. He plans to equip a work-barge with cast-off engines, bikes, and equipment for solar/wind/organic. Tilly‘s crew are co-op shareholders. Stephen says there’s some urgency to get her out of her current location. You could use this blog to get in touch with Stephen.
The next three come from Frank Garvey, who wants folks to see “his” pretty docks in Port Jefferson.
It’s Resolute and Evening Star.
Next, thanks to Jim Browne, this foto from two months ago, 9/20/2013 at Point Lookout, NY, headed east in Reynolds Channel just west of Sea Dog Creek. Jim says the people he works with are still pulling tons of Sandy-debris per week, and will be doing so for some time to come. I’d love to know more about this “pastel-yellow” tug. Pastel yellow? Might I need my color-correcting lenses replaced?
Happy Thanksgiving to all, how ever you spend the day. I’m grateful for the naked bird in my kitchen somewhere in size between a plucked hummingbird and a yanked ostrich.
Many thanks to Stephen, Frank, Jim, and Nemo for these fotos.
And finally, Wendell sends along a business site.
These fotos come from Phil Little, who took them from Weehawken. They complement the ones taken by bowsprite and published here a week ago. A strong ebb tide appears to be moving the big gray New York very quickly toward the Intrepid pier, but
the dance of three coordinated tugs makes the departure a study of efficiency, although–as Phil suggests, “there may have been some brow-mopping after they got LPD-21 straightened out” and proceeding southward bound for sea.
And here, thanks to my sister on Maraki, two landing craft exit a lock on the Erie Canal a few months back. Does anyone know their story?
Thanks much to Phil Little–showing closer-ups of Robert E. and Ellen McAllister and Resolute, here’s a differently cropped version of foto #1–
and the Maraki crew for these fotos.
What on earth–or on the river–could cause all these NYWaterways ferries to stick so close to the terminal? Like fish in a weir . . . must be something big around . . . although I see no vessel between Resolute and Robert E. McAllister on AIS . . .
Praise the day! Bowsprite–who loves gray or otherwise stealthy and can sometimes clear away the miasma and draw them, if you ask her nicely– ascended to a rooftop yesterday to see what MIGHT lurk between the two aforementioned tugboats.
Here is the current bearer of that name, but there’ve been at least six prior iterations.
She passes the clock–now being restored–and the light
but I was not there. So here’s my chance to place another government boat in the proximity of Robbins Reef.
Bowsprite, my favorite harbor illustrator, snapped all fotos except this last one above–of USACE Hayward–which I took.
For another of her ink renderings of sixth boro details, click here.
Sunrise to the left of Coney Island Light and tug Escort, a Jakobson boat. Note how calm the water is.
The mighty Resolute passing the lofty Chesapeake Coast, with a loftier tower off in the distance.
James Turecamo–a Matton boat– tailing Stolt Aquamarine
Gulf Dawn with GL 54
Escort six hours after the lead foto . . notice what 22+ knot wind out of the west does. That’s Taft Beach disappearing behind the island.
And Potomac heads eastbound. I’m thinking to use Robbins Reef light as the terminal punctuation for all posts this week. Do you remember these signs that used a product name in the same way? I’m gathering if you are over 55 and a US resident, you’ll know about Burma Shave. Otherwise, you’ll think I’ve lost it again.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, this morning.
And check out this Staten Island Advance story on Robbins Reef light rehab work, featuring my foto!
Alpine Loyalty and an eastbound vessel . . .
a westbound one and
a freshly painted Marjorie B McAllister.
The westbounder is Valencia Bridge, one month out of Shanghai, here escorted by Resolute, both
seeming headed blithely toward not only the Bayonne Bridge but also another container ship.
Really though–with Resolute and Marjorie B– there never was a dangerous
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Here was 13 . . . from what seems ages ago.
And the next few? A freak snowfall in the sixth boro?
And might these be protest signs?
. . . out of the mouths [and from the brushes and paintpots] of babes . . . and young’uns come some impressive sentiments.
Fotos 4 through 7 were taken by Brian DeForest, Terminal Manager, who also took the first six fotos here. The others . . Will Van Dorp.
And the winner of the speed race . . .
in a record setting 0 days, 0 hours, and precisely five minutes and 0 seconds . . ..
. . . sorry . . . this is part of the day too; click on the foto for bowsprite’s rare foto coverage.
The winner of the speed event will be revealed, uncovered, somewhat shorn . . . at the end of this post. But first, besides the tattoo contest, other contests include line toss.
Jamie of Susan Miller shows how it’s done.
Then . . there’s sanctioned, precision pushing.
Can you spot the difference between the white-and-green tug to the right above and the one below?
Vane had twins in the race, and one near-clone.
I’m not sure what this event would be called . . . mustering maybe.
There’s sizing up and
On the pier, winners wear not laurels but spinach . . . . Someone inspired by the anthropological study of the Nacirema people might write this up as a study of a late summer ritual called Ecar Toabgut.
There are raffles that landed some this bowsprite print of a boat that represents–I believe–the first Vane participation in this race on
September 2, 2007.
And after the race–if it hadn’t happened before–boats might pose with the great Lady.
Here are some of the crew of the fastest boat . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Congratulations to the crew of Working Harbor Committee for their work; many thanks to all the companies and crews for participating.
The race may last for less than 10 minutes for (most) boats, but each participant spends hours before and after. Here, using the power of thousands of conceptual horses and one very real donkey, all four vessels in Miller contingent make their way upriver.
At Pier 66, crew on deck and crew below start them up.
For boats that arrive on the scene early, Red Hook may have come straight from a job delivering bunker to Norwegian Breakaway, there’s time for what might look like lollygagging, and
(in these next two shots from William Hyman) saluting the spectators or just
being seen. Does Seagus have another name?
But it’s also getting acquainted time.
Some regulars didn’t show, and other vessels arrived that I’d never seen before.
I had to look up South River Rescue Squad attending the Great North River race . . .
Somewhere in the attractively dressed race day crew on Jake-boat Resolute are two of the principals of tugboatinformation.com . . . hi Birk and Craig, as well as the force majeure aka Rod behind Narragansett Bay Shipping.
This kayaker stays well out of the stream.
The white bowstriped vessel–Lt. Michael P. Murphy– in the distance won the prize for persistence, finishing the course in a historic half an hour . . . spending most of that time doing a mid-race-course onboard repair.
Despite forecasts of storms–and rain north of the GW Bridge–the only lightning I saw was here and
thunder from the crowds on the piers. That’s the intrepid bowsprite showing us her drawing/painting arm.
Spectators took advantage of any platform.
More soon. Thanks to William Hyman for his fotos, especially the one of an exuberant W. O. Decker, which I featured hard at work using Seth Tane fotos from over 30 years ago here. Click here for John Huntington’s superb fotos from a wet place in the race . . ..
Again, my hat’s off to all who must work on Labor Day, including my son, who always works holidays for the higher hourly rate. And if you’re inclined, read what Paul Krugman has to say about Labor Day.
Uh . . . what’s this?
It’s Buddy, living breathing braying hoof-beglittered mascot of Debora Miller. If you’ve never been to the New York’s race, there’s a best mascot category. In the past there’ve been . . . dogs, hermit crabs, even a chicken . . . but Buddy redefines the contest.
With the threat of rain, someone made a wise decision and advanced the start of the race. Here Resolute, Catherine Miller, Tasman Sea, and Red Hook move toward the starting line . . . feted by now-retired 1931 fireboat John J. Harvey.
Foto thanks to William Hyman . . . the line up.
And at 10:29:30 . . . they’re off . . . with 1930 wooden tug W. O. Decker taking an early and easy lead!!
45 seconds later . . . W. O. Decker has dropped back.
Here’s they are 15 seconds later.
John J. Harvey is not a tug, but to see the speed out of this octogenarian . . . was humbling. An engineer toiling away in the engine room later told me all four engines were driving propulsion.
The red tug–Resolute–went on to win, although I don’t yet have the official times. I could have written them down, but I was far too busy applauding and taking fotos.
And here’s the crowd at the finish line.
Part B tomorrow. Thanks to William Hyman for foto 4. All others by Will Van Dorp.
Many thanks to Glen Miller of Miller’s Launch for my ride this year.
Unrelated and almost forgot: Here’s a query from Jeff S, a frequent commenter on this blog: he saw a “very weather beaten wooden sailing vessel (hull) at the Jersey end of the Goethels Bridge, about 65-70 foot long , two deck cabins and a bowsprit.” It was parked in the oversize lot waiting to cross the Bridge when traffic gets light. Anyone have an idea what this may be?