Down river . . . awaits, as does up canal. The tamarack mast approaches verticality for the first time using
the hinge designed to get under low bridges. The afternoon light, the ship’s lines and natural wood, the crew raising the mast, the absence of 21st-century detail in the background . . . it all made me feel transported to medieval Scandanavia, dredged up some voices from a previous life maybe.
Using the hinge, the mast can quickly swivel back down to fit under something.
I don’t know the name of the “horn” on port side of stem, but it functions (will function) as a bowsprit holder. Bowsprite holder? No further comment from me.
As I found no available small boat to take this foto from the proper location, I got this view as I could.
The same is true here.
My attention has always been drawn to the leeboards (zwaarden) of Dutch sailboats. Even today my mother has Delft blauw dishery around her house, probably where I first saw these “fish-fin look-alikes.” As a kid, I saw these as making Dutch sailboats as part-boat, part-fish.
“Ready about,” and I’m not sure what the command would be in Dutch; I’m eager to see these boards swivel during a tack in coordination with other shifting surfaces.
In the first days of June, Onrust makes her way to the sixth boro. I linked to this Schnectady DailyGazette article yesterday (although several hours after posting, so if you didn’t see it then, check it out).
This just in: Henry, sailing the unhappy Dutch yacht Half Moon, has again sent an ungargled ungarbled message across time and geography. Check it out here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
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May 23, 2009 at 9:53 am
Mage Bailey
Oh Joy…..and fins, of course. I can see it.
May 23, 2009 at 7:01 pm
Daniel Meeter
Geweldig allemaal, jongen. Hartelijk dank voor de foto’s. Ik moest “in meetings” zo veel dagen.
May 23, 2009 at 7:21 pm
tugster
wat yaamar. het was heel moi in rotterdam junction.
May 24, 2009 at 8:19 am
Daniel Meeter
In the water, you can really see why she’s called a “jacht.” What great lines above water. And her name, Onrust, sometimes almost makes me cry. I don’t believe in reincarnation, but I do believe in the resurrection of the body. She’s been born again. Maybe you all know that fabulous Stan Rogers song, “The Maryellen Carter,” with its chorus, “Rise again.” Well, we need a chanty for Onrust, and her spirit that would not rest and would not die and demanded to be born again. Onverwachtend.
June 15, 2009 at 4:55 pm
Don Rittner
Thank you for the comments about the Onrust. We just got back from our maiden voyage down and up the Hudson River during River Day and she sailed beautifully. Onrust is truly reincarnated.
Don