Full disclosure:  I spent an hour yesterday and an hour today in the area between Piers 66 and 90, i.e., Krevey’s and the Passenger Terminal.  If I didn’t say this, you’d wonder why the light looks different.  So any idea what’s happening in this  start  foto?  That is the Hoboken Terminal tower across the river, and those are tools dangling on line lanyards, a really good idea you know if you’ve ever worked over water.  I can’t count the screwdrivers I lost overboard as I worked on planking of a wooden boat some years back until I “discovered” this solution.


Ok, so it’s head rig.  Bent  (did it strike one?) dolphin striker and figurehead . . . which vessel?


The one and only.  Marlon Brando worked here, and so did  . .  uh . .  some racier pirates.


By early August Bounty will start a European tour.  See the schedule here.  


 Here Mary Gellatly  maneuvers a bunker barge away from .  . . .


Peace Boat (ex-Starship Oceanic and Big Red Boat 1).


Not unusual, some vestige of its previous lives remains.  Can you make out the previous port of registry?


Nassau.  Below is one of the megayachts  (Can you think of another name for this vast assemblage of floating stuff?) in the sixth boro.  Earlier this week I missed Le Grand Bleu,  although this foto comes from Jed. There are three “tenders” on her starboard side, but have you EVER seen a sailboat, mast stepped!!, as tender on a yacht?


Yesterday I caught Lady Christine.  Readers/commenters compared one of Bart’s recent finds, a similar yacht, to . . .  a small power tool for personal “hedge” trimming?  Can you imagine what such a yacht looks like in the body shop getting re-painted?  If you can’t imagine, check here.  


Given all this transient traffic, it’s always therapeutic then to see the venerable McAllister Responder or . . . 


keeping its distance over on the other side, Cheyenne.  Use the upper left search box to find many previous fotos of Responder and Cheyenne on this blog.  


All fotos . . .  by Will Van Dorp, except Jed’s, for which I am grateful.

Remember . . . I might not post tomorrow because the  Appalachian Trail … or some such . . . beckons.