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“Green with Envy” I thought to call this. Or “Threesome” might be titillating. It was bound to happen someday: Alice, Rosemary Ruth, and me . . . all within sight of each other.

Rosemary Ruth was eastbound on the East River this very afternoon when . . .


a bulbous bow did she espy. The bow looked familiar.


Could it be . . . the wandering Alice is back in town?!@# Let’s tack, she insisted. NOW even if it means fighting the tide, she did declare.


Back to Jersey City she went. The East River is certainly not big enough for them both.

And me, the two-timing (or three or who counts anyhow) Tugster, back to the bloggers’ confessional did I hike. Such an intriguing pair they make!

Save Coney Island as the playground of the working class and poor. That was the message of the protest today in Brooklyn. Kudos to this post. Watch Gowanuslounge for more. A great fog has come over some folk’s thinking; Coney Island should be a national heritage site.


It’s where you find happy families . . .


maritime explorers . . .


blue persons and their associates . . .


and so much more! Where’s Jormangundr when you need him?  Thor, beware the Ragnarok!

Meanwhile in Hoboken . . . this mystery ship still awaits, but I don’t want to identify it quite yet. Just savor these pix and imagine the possibilities. Where else might iconic shapes as well as canvas hang from the rigging? Wind magic?


Where do solar panels lie side-by- side with carved mythic panels of tropical hardwood, both types deployed to channel what powers they may into the craft? Electronic magic?


The stern galley admits adequate light to nurture luxuriant growth, an ecosystem unto itself. Biomagic?


Moving forward along the interior starboard, tendrils are drawn to every sunbeam.


In the forepeak ideas and inspiration are carved where your eyes gaze as you chase sleep. . .


and a companionway leads back onto the star deck and up forward . . .


where a carved water sprite bows gracefully in anticipation of a 1000 days of dancing on the waters of the planet. Space flight may bring similar isolation and adventure, but it’ll never match the dance or the artistry of a water voyage. Prepare to dance, my spritely figurehead.


The exact crossing time is long past already, but who’s to complain as we head toward the summer solstice. My familiar is ecstatic.


And my recollection of the dancers at Coney Island last summer solstice was that they were equally ecstatic.


Let’s spring!!

Back. The Acheron has been navigated; Charon‘s satisfied.


Back to work. Get that crew out there… fast and sweet.


The back-up boat is being worked on. I’m as rusty now as that boat was.


I’m attending to some business involving the Acheron.


Recreational boats have been called many things, but some of them and their skippers are cute and sweet. Here are two I like from last summer. I can’t even tell you the manufacturers. Here’s cute…


and here’s sweet. Any identification of the brands, appreciated.


Talking of what boats are called, here’s are one, two lists that contain a number I’ve never heard of before. More on dhows later from my Gulf period.

My 101st post crossed the 6000-reads mark yesterday. Thanks for all the reads. Now on to the next mark. For ceremony and celebration, let’s bring on the John J. Harvey. Harvey and her active duty siblings came out last June to celebrate Flag Day.


Some countries like Thailand have their water festivals; places like the sixth borough do too. I’m not sure how FDNY does this color below. Anyone know the secret?


But this one below is nothing short of miraculous. No one but the Harvey could do this. She even has her own book.


By the way, Harvey is retired, but check out this info on her superlative predecessor, the New Yorker. Scroll down to the second set of photos, an 1891 New York fireboat.
While researching fireboats in general, I discovered that the historic fireboat of Buffalo, New York, the Edward M. Cotter, was built… where else but in Elizabeth, New Jersey. Imagine that.

First, an update and a photo thanks to Richard: the crane ship shoehorned under the bridges and was recently offloading its cargo in Port Elizabeth. And then there were two, and by now Zhen Hua may be outbound for China.


Meanwhile . . . along the North River, I recently saw what I think must be the most beautiful floating interior there is. I won’t identify the vessel just yet. Specialized how you may ask? Simple, in making the mariner feel at home, as it will have to for a very long voyage.

Admire the rich wood color, all tropical hardwood hand carved by the man who built the boat. Let’s start in the wheelhouse and just glance slowly to port. Notice one spoke of the wheel. The “windows” are about 20 inches high.


We move to port,


more, with the map over the day bed showing the origin of the wood


now looking slightly aft toward the companionway,


and finally stepping down into the aftercabin and looking up toward the skylight, center carving, and wheel.


This interior made me want to build a new space that I’d carve every panel of and install with all manner of skylights and cupolas and stained glass and prisms… I’d better stop. Notice the large crystal between the forward edge of the skylight the the face carving? Go back to the first interior shot above and you’ll notice just the tip of it there too.  Reminds me of a Viking navigational device described here.

More on Specialized 7 later, the most comfortable space in the harbor. By the way, the top porthole is from the same vessel.

The future starts today. At this link is an opportunity to comment on the Mayor’s plans for the future of all six boroughs. Please comment and pass this on to your friends to comment.


Meanwhile here are some gratuitous wooden vessel pictures. But aren’t they beautiful relics of a very different time? Will they have second lives?


Yankee, below, may still have some life in her. Right now, she waits for the future on this North Hoboken dock. Might she have a life in the city’s 2030 plan?


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