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Here’s 56.  Pegasus, 2006-launched.  Ex-Al Cenac;  now belonging to Metropolitan Marine Transportation.

Turecamo Girls, 1965.

Cape Cod, 1967.  I expected that fishing boat to surf toward me.

Ron G, 1978, but new to the sixth boro.

Captain D, 1974, ex-Dick Bollinger.

Her eminence, Gramma Lee T Moran, 2002

The fleety Maurania III, 2004.  See Mitch’s Newtown Pentacle here for the tugboat race results.

Bering Sea, 1975, ex-Stacy Moran and Cougar.

Ruth M Reinauer, 2009

Frederick E Bouchard, and I can’t find info on vintage.

Margaret Moran, 1979, and I believe that gull in the foreground is none-other-than the runaway Homie.  I suppose I should tell Captain Joey about the sighting?

All fotos taken Sunday by Will Van Dorp.

This morning’s NYTimes ran this art essay by Tide and Current Taxi‘s Marie Lorenz, featured here and here on tugster.  For fotos below, doubleclick to enlarge and reveal details.  MSC Voyager has traveled a long time and starred in many fotos.

The Times piece seemed to beg a response, really applause for Marie’s fine work.  A few hours along my place of meditation suggested this response.

NYC has its inaccesible places, which can be accessed if you really want.  It also has these transients, huge ones that  that steal in and out  at all hours, all days and seasons.

It has never been in New York’s best interest to be keep transients out, wherever

they might be


Neither the terrestrial City nor the sixth boro could afford to be xenophobic.

All manner of vessels traffic the bays and channels and Kills,  and people the docks.  And the crews …. through this port each spending less than a day for unloading/loading, walk citizens of untallied identities.

Again, congratulations to Marie.

All fotos taken today before noon by Will Van Dorp.

I’ve not used this title since May.  But Mary K. Adella begs some well-deserved attention.

At this site, Ken Brockway,  owner and builder,  has thoroughly documented the creation of his vessel.  The only thing I didn’t find was the origin of the steamer’s name.  Thank for the site, Ken;  it could serve as an inspiration for someone looking to take on a project for several years.  Small craft maybe, but big accomplishment.

Hestia, written about here and in other posts, glanced over at a kindred spirit whenever Mary K. Adella passed, breathing heavily, as only steamers can.   The green work boat got some attention here.

Earlier in September, I caught this foto of William H working over near the Tappan Zee Bridge.    For more, click here and scroll about 3/4 through, enjoying all the other survey boats along the way.

Last one, I looked long and hard at the boat name on this white fiberglass stern–HOTel cORAL esSEX–and just didn’t get it.  It didn’t work for me;  I thought it was the name of a place or a song.

Win a few, lose a few …. oh well.  I suppose whoever writes this on a boat doesn’t get it either.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

From Howland Hook to the parking lot at my job takes about 10 minutes.  On a clear morning, a quick stop across from the port gives me ballast I need for whatever I might face at work.  What I wrote about dawn here a year and a half ago still holds.    The ship here is NYK Rigel, which I wrote about here last year.  It departed the sixth boro last night after the “tornado.” It spent about a day in Howland Hook after having left Qingdao, Ningbo, and Shanghai … in mid -August.  Today, those containers are starting to fan out across the eastern US via truck and rail.

The gantry operator has a fantastic vantage point but a schedule that prevents him from stopping to enjoy it.

I linger across the Kill and watch the light play first here, then there, on

countless surfaces.  Differing areas light up almost like the

sounds made by fingers crawling around the keyboard of a piano.

Even later in the day, reduced light is not a deprivation; darkened or even bleached out

light invokes magic.

Here’s a light post from last spring.

All fotos today by Will Van Dorp.

A general thanks for people sending me fotos.  Blogging allows some stupendous collaborations.

Thanks to M. McMorrow for sending.  Notice the cruise ship, the Intrepid, several sizes and types of tugs, as well as the Concorde!  Unfortunately, the blimp–on its way to the tennis tournament–had just escaped from the foto.

Thanks to Stephen Sisler.  Any guesses who’s atop the wheelhouse?

Do you recall that Cornell struggled in a pushing contest with The Bronx?  (That’s “struggled” to restrain all forward movement.)  The next two fotos come compliments of Jim Levantino, who saw that struggle from The Bronx having the pleasure of getting buried

deep within Cornell‘s … er … whiskers.

Here’s my foto of the very same moment, as recorded from high atop the house.

Thanks to Elizabeth … it’s a blogger fotografing within the confines of Troy’s Federal Lock.

And going back to late August, thanks to Eric Graybill, crewman on Bold  (See 6th foto down.), who sent these fotos of  Gazela making

her way, motorsailing

up Delaware Bay.  Recognize anyone on deck GazelaGazela will be returning through the sixth boro in mid-October on its way to the oysterfest.  Keep your eyes peeled; this blogger will await them at the Narrows or –near the “Gate”  in the East River.

All fotos as credited.  Only the fifth foto by Will Van Dorp.

My last post on the Roundup is a catch-all with some video at the end.  It include vessels that just happen to be in the area.  Like Kathleen Turecamo (1968), docked at Port of Albany.

Cynthia of C. D. Perry.  Notice the exposed engines, and

follow the vertical shaft of the drives.  I’d love to see what’s below the waterline.  Doubleclick enlarges most fotos.

Mame Faye actually works during the Roundup and allows no tours.  I suppose what you see is there what you see.  The major task she performs during the event is driving the barge that carries the pyrotechnics, always a first-rate show by Alonzo.  Mame Faye got over 80 votes this year in the “people’s choice” tug contest, and I hope she wins next year.

In the yard up by Lock 3 waits the Frances

Turecamo (1957). Note the wood-grain illusion painted onto the house.

Beautiful as an old Land Rover used for agricultural work, this one is nameless and peerless, and for sale.

If it’s still for sale, you could paint it orange and call it Tiger Lily.

I love the H-bitt and deck fittings but I can’t store a boat in my current location and will have to stay

with human-powered boats.  That being said, this is an eye-turner.

Push contests here include:  1.  Decker bested by Gowanus Bay, 2.  Gowanus Bay v. tug44 that feels like porcupine love, 3.  Indignant noises raised by the Sheriff’s boat, 4.   Decker getting pushed nearly to the Canadian border by The Chancellor, 5. Decker besting Atlantic Hunter who then needs the Sheriff to assist, and 6. Toot Toot treating a push-off against The Chancellor as a love-nuzzling fest and the larger boat backing off in … embarrassment?

Donjon’s Empire walks circles and other boats whistle their appreciation and Crow demonstrates its house-raising ability.

Fotos and video by Will Van Dorp.

Details today, delightful ones like the house of Crow,

stern of Margot in front of portside and rope fender Governor Cleveland,

stern of The Chancellor in front of Margot,

twin barges 1914 Lehigh Valley 79 and 1942  Pennsy 399 (venues for music and photographic displays),

stern of Wire and Governor Cleveland,

lots of stacks,

bow wave of Wire,

W. O. Decker downbound in Federal Lock,

bows of MV Bear and Seahorse (from Ontario and Connecticut, respectively),

and bow of Hestia in front of Crow.

The Roundup had two music stages this year:  New York Canal System tug Grand Erie and Lehigh Valley barge 79 .   Enjoy these snippets from a group called Tug Bitts.

Capt. Walter E. Hughes joined Tug Bitts on stage for this unlikely Johnny Cash piece.

All photos and videos by Will Van Dorp.

(Silent version)

The Roundup begins with a parade between the Port of Albany and the wall below Lock 2 at Waterford.  Waterford is the easternmost point on the Erie Canal. From wherever they find themselves, crews and vessels begin to gather around mid-day Friday.  Benjamin Elliott headed south from Waterford,

Cornell saved fuel, waited at the wall, and met the parade just below the Federal Lock,

Crow joined in at its place of work,

Governor Cleveland, Grand Erie, and W. O. Decker traveled down from the Waterford wall,

some traveled in pairs like Chancellor and Decker,

Grand Erie and Decker,

and Gowanus Bay arrived from the south.

Some folks and boats worked en route in one way or


Lots of folks and some vessels worked during the Roundup.  The fireworks barge would not have been  in place without the efforts of Mame Faye.

(Sound version)

Wind roar, spray, hiss, deep pitched throb, horns tuning up, whistles, pipes, percussion, more horns, and whoopnhollering of the crowd on Saturday night.

Fotos and video by Will Van Dorp.

More from the Roundup tomorrow.

Related:  World Canals Conference starts next Sunday in Rochester, NY.

Just back from the Roundup, but before I can relax, I want to download my fotos and put a few up.  Below is a lineup as seen from the 2nd Avenue Bridge to Peebles Island.

Another lineup, as seen from the fotog boat–Tug 44–loitering just north of the 112th Street bridge.  Many thanks to Fred and Kathy.

Left to right inside the Federal Lock, the Erie Canal’s largest and newest tugboat, Grand Erie (ex-USACE dredge tender Chartiers, 1951!!)  and Urger, (1901!) a frequent focus of this blog.  Type Urger into the search window.

Throngs crowded the waterfront in Waterford this weekend all day.

Just after dawn on Saturday fog rises from the calm waters.

W. O. Decker won the “people’s choice” vote.

Empire wins my prize for the most altered color from last year.

My thanks to the sponsors.  I appreciate your sponsorship.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp.  More Roundup fotos and videos this coming week.

A week ago Lehigh Valley 79 closed up business at the dock in Brooklyn, keeping a weather eye open but eager to begin its gallivant northward on the hip of Pegasus.  Ultimate destination for 79 is the Roundup in Waterford, or as some say … Waterchevy.  Waterwärtsilä?

By Friday morning Earl had weakened, veered, and gotten delayed;   both captains’ word was “Travel with the tide.  Cold Spring would be destination for day 1.”

We steamed past familiar landmarks and

under the Tappan Zee.

The young pup with chin on window sill found this first trip north agreeable enough.

By the time we approached the Bear Mountain Bridge, the only accommodation needed was to prepare

the towing lights.

<<I guess this stowaway took that as signal to come up for fresh air .>>

By nightfall, barge and tug were secured in Cold Spring, and despite

gale-force gusts funneling down past Storm King all night, all was well at dawn.

From here, Pegasus returned to the sixth boro, and Lehigh Valley 79 was passed like an enormous baton carried on the nose

of Cornell.

The bottom foto comes from Paul Strubeck.  All others by Will Van Dorp, who hopes to be at the Roundup soon.

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