Summer begins on Memorial Day, and the summer solstice does in some instances go by the term “midsummer’s day and night,” calendars begone. I spent a delightful and long day yesterday working at Portside in Red Hook and watching, among other things, the traffic in the sixth boro. Like two schooners–Clipper City scantily besailed and Pioneer wearing its four-piece suit–plying their trade. That’s Jersey City in the distance.
Here Clipper City motors out of the East River. That’s the Wall Street area of Manhattan in the background. Off Clipper City‘s stern is Buchanan 10, and passing far starboard is the powerboat High Tea. More fotos of High Tea in a later post. Does anyone know more about her?
A crew on Ellen S. Bouchard worked yesterday, as did a crew on Pioneer, in the distance.
Here’s a close-up of Buchanan 10.
And it made my day to see she-who-does-not-requite Alice come back into town. I don’t know if the aggregates she carries come–as they used to–from the St. Croix River area, but what endeared her to me to begin with is the sheer tirelessness of this vessel. That’s what started it all, and–so much for what I said about being resolute—Alice . . . I still have a place for you.
Summer 2009 . . . yesterday started you well.