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Just in case you haven’t guessed, tugster rides the tour bus into the outskirts of Talltalesville sometimes . . . and in his offices along the KVK is reputed to converse with historical personages (more on this at end of post) and . . . birds. Like earlier this week, I was just comparing Easter dinner notes with Merg, one of my favorite red-breasted mergansers, and the conversation turned toward olives , my favorites, pitted kalamatas. Did I say this “office” is near Snug Harbor, a place ghosts reputedly inhabit? In this link see the last one third for ghosts.
When I noticed Merg’s crest was a bit wilder than a few minutes before, I followed its line of sight and
I understood. Shape and scale were both formidable.
Our conversation interrupted, Merg veered to starboard
as this leviathan followed.
Enough already, croaked Merg, heading for the east.
And if the immensity of the blue vessel were not enough, from alongbehind appeared . . . is it Laura K?
That was it for Merg, who dove. Oh, the great blue container ship is Maersk Kalamata, the closest vessel to 1000′ loa I’ve seen in boro 6 in a bit. Note Robbins Reef light just forward of the bow.
Marginally related: the foto below dates from March 2, 2010 in the KVK. I thought it was a seal. I saw something (dark shape just to the left of bubbles) swim quite fast just below the surface, but now I’m thinking it might be a dolphin. Anyone weigh in? I know there’s not much fotografic clue here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Personages: A few weeks ago, while I was relaxing on the dock aka my “office” in front of Sailor’s Snug Harbor, an older man ambled down the stairs and walked over to me. I watch my back and front, so paid attention for awhile. When he avoided eye contact and seemed harmless and as fixated on the water as I was, I went back to shooting what passed. After a few minutes, he waved and said, Foto, foto,” while pointing to himself. No matter what I said or asked, all he said was “foto foto,” so I figured why not and snapped his picture. When I asked his name, he handed me a pizza menu. Strange, given that he was Asian and I would swear he was Ho Chi Minh or at least his body-double recently. By the way, HCM lived in Manhattan and Brooklyn between 1912 and 1918 after having worked in the galley of a ship a few years.) I wouldn’t make this up. So if that was you, get in touch and I’ll send the foto foto.