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Nicole Leigh Reinauer, light.  Launched 1999.

Bohemia.  Launched 2007

Miriam Moran (launched 1979) departs Hanjin Chittagong (launched 2007).

Wicomico (2005) passes Cap Stephens (2005).

Another shot of Miriam Moran and Chittagong

Christine McAllister (ex-William L. Colnon, 1975)

Beaufort Sea (ex-Corsair, 1971)

All fotos this week by Will Van Dorp, who’s been looking for any new local vessels in the sixth boro.  Anyone seen any?

Like the other five boros, the sixth boro is trafficked by creations large and small.  Two diverse large vessels are Cunard’s QM2 and MSRC’s New Jersey Responder, a key player in the case of any oil spill in the New York area.   The 210′ vessel, in spite of all its systems, might be dwarfed by the crisis.  Fifteen of these Oil Spill Responder Vessels are positioned around the US.  Check out “moondogofmaine” ‘s posting on these vessels compared with the European counterparts. 

Here Bohemia and Patuxent are dwarfed by a container vessel, wheras only

only moments later, something comes westbound on the KVK to magnify the Vane tug into something of the Gulliver-class.

I didn’t catch the name of the small gold tug before it disappeared behind a light Bouchard barge.

A final word on scale:  all are important.  For example, consider the power of a snowball v. the power of an avalanche.  Easy . . . the more powerful is the snowball if that triggers the avalanche.  Without the snowball, no avalanche would occur.

All fotos yesterday by Will Van Dorp.

Whatzit in this study?  Where is this library?  (Note:  Doubleclick enlarges most fotos.)

It depends.  Monday under a sky itching to rain the library was here as this vessel wandered

in through Hell Gate, and made her way between

Gracie Mansion and Astoria and then past

Roosevelt Island and Upper Bay-bound on the

East River, under the 59th Street Bridge with Padre Island and a mysterious black bird in pursuit.

Meet Tim Zim, master of Lady Jane, about 3000 miles from homeport  himself.  Tim, admiring the wheelhouse,  is guest aboard Wanderbird.

Until she “repositions” in the Caribbean, taking aforementioned blue macaw along, Wanderbird rests here, rafted up with Cape Race, a vessel of similar lines.  Coincidentally, all three North Sea trawlers–Wanderbird, Cape Race, and Lady Jane–launched in 1963 …. though in Netherlands, Canada, and Belgium, respectively.    Hmmm . . .  I know some very good folks launched in 1963 also, an auspicious year for launchings.

Also nearby,  for the time being,  are this Cunard vessel,

Clipper City, and Shearwater, all previous mentioned in this blog.

More on Wanderbird soon.  Do check this link for beauty shots AND historical fotos of Wanderbird.  I love the red sails.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

Unrelated but important:  Click here for the agenda for MWA‘s Waterfront Conference.  Lower Manhattan Tuesday, Nov 30 from 8 am until 7 pm.  More than 100 speakers in the following formats:   2 plenary sessions, 15 breakout sessions, and 2 boat tours.     Click here for background on the MWA.   See you there.

It could be called pigment, watercolor, skycolor, light . . .   But what matters to me is the impact it has on my mood.  How can I not feel uplifted by this brightness?  What is this . . . a doorway into what?

Passage for pilots, of course. But what a vessel!  An uberbox enveloping many smaller boxes, a different set of boxes shuffled together at regular intervals, probably never again to coexist.  An early 21st-century ark of disposable stuff never paired but rather mass-produced in the millions.  And a disposable ark to move them over the deeps.  Its stern marked with a place of convenience, a place having no other meaning, no real significance.  They might as well be lunar like Western Mare Frigoris or Sinus Asperitatis West…
 unlike Charles D. McAllister, whose portrait probably hangs on a wall somewhere or languishes in a scrapbook.

Here’s a nameless vessel, at least from this perspective, although some of us know its name.  Any guesses?

Genco Success:  for the observer, just a bulker name, but for crew who live aboard, rich positive or maybe negative connotations.

This beautifully colored unique vessel used to by called Lil Ripper;  I like the shortened name and I love the brightness, truly a Hudson River original.

Nameless . . . they’re nimble and passengers board and debark expeditiously.

Decolored mostly, these portions that stay immersed.  Any guesses before you see the rest of the construction, soon?

Really sad colors on Philip T.  Better to be reefed or smelted than to be left in limbo like this, a once-storied tugboat that’s now like some litter on the bank behind a storage yard for dumpsters.

All fotos during this recent burst of sunshine by Will Van Dorp.

Here what a quarter day (sunrise until very early afternoon) can look like in November . . . the same weekend the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree came to town.  To digress on this last point just a second, would it not be fantastic to have the 2011 (and all subsequent ones) Rockefeller Center Christmas tree arrive in the city by tug and barge?!??  Let’s make it happen.

So, Homie commuted from Gloucester again yesterday to make the sun rise.  Thanks Capt. Joey!

The early morning survey boat heads out as soon as Homie causes the sunrise.

Norwegian Gem shuttles in its passengers from the “chartless sea”  as a tiny Andrew Barberi shuttles its passengers between Manhattan and Staten Island.

Atlantic Salvor muscles its way around the Upper Bay.

Margaret Moran sees Ever Diamond to the door.

Timthy L. Reinauer cruises past Cape Taft, still bathed in rich morning light.

By late morning, the air is clear, as Freja Selandia emerges from remnants of wooden barges toward the Arthur Kill fuel terminals.

Inimitable Odin returns to Mariner’s Harbor, and

CG 40450 heads in the same direction.  40450 last appeared here.

Some say “ugly” and others say “unique”  but I’ll say Lil Rip should  cruise through the harbor more often, as here with a crane bound for Poughkeepsie.

Snow Goose stopped by the fuel dock to slake its huge thirst from the same source tugboats do.

And last but never least, Kristin Poling, dating from the same half decade as the  Empire State Building and Rockefeller Center, hurries along for just another day of work, its engine heat radiation turning the superstructure of Ajax into shimmer.

All fotos taken in one fabulous mid-November weekend by Will Van Dorp.

Note:  doubleclick enlarges almost all fotos for the past year or so.

Cutter head, the helical jaws with scores of teeth that need intensive maintenance,

smoking heat and

light therapy to effect the endless gnawing away of

sixth boro bottom limits.  One team attends to the teeth while another

prepares the rig for chewing

elsewhere in

the Channel. I wonder when any of the Museums in other five boros will mount an exhibit of this effort, as the Boston

Museum of Science did 0f their herculean effort almost two decades ago.  Meanwhile, what has happened to the cutter head, you say?

Or the mighty Brazos and crew?

Why . . . busy, of course.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

Vessels besides Florida include Sea Bear, Layla Renee, and Pearl River.

What’s this?

Many thanks to Michael Torres–Brooklynite transplanted to San Diego–for these fotos of Carnival Splendor returning safely to port yesterday.   The job is escorted into port here by WHEC-722 USCGC Morgenthau.

As it customary . . .  as news of the fire and disabling of the cruise vessel was disseminated, all mention of the rescuing tugs used the generic:  tug, tugs.

So here are some names:  far to near here Harley Marine’s Millennium Dawn and Crowley’s Spartan.

Here are the same, along with Saturn and  Ernest Campbell.

I’m guessing the ones portside are Chihuhua and  Saturn.

So here’s a slightly different version of that lead foto:  SMBC Monterrey, launched in Valencia, Spain a year and a half ago.   SMBC expands to “Servicios Maritimos de Baja California.”

Many thanks to Michael Torres and Mage Bailey.    And thankful for a safe return to port for all.

Related:  See this interview with captain of Millenium Dawn.

Lightering  from Ocean Chariot onto The Patriot goes on uninterrupted by the brisk wind out of the north . . . gusts to 20 mph . . . .  It’s just another

day on the sixth boro. Stavanger Bell gets a call from the Miller service boat.   In the background skyline, note the “V” shaped twin cranes . . . . yup . . . . that’s the current height of building at One World Trade Center.

Here are two other shots  of Stavanger Bell with Scott C (?)

attached to The Patriot barge.  That might be  Erie Service and Energy ??? barge taking the stern of Stavanger Bell.

Also at anchor, Genmar Concord awaits a provisioning visit from

the unique, the peerless, the siblingless Twin Tube.

The small boat here headed out the Narrows . . .  could be a wet and bumpy ride, but still just another

day in the sixth boro.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

Note:  Be sure to read the comments in part a, esp the very long and personal one by Bill W. 

Of those vessels, now there are none  This plaque remains just off 9W, right across the river from Indian Point.

Two of the vessels huddled there for awhile (probably longer than their actual period of service) included sister vessels  USS Wakefield (AP-21) aka SS Manhattan and USS Mount Vernon (AP-22) aka SS  Washington.  Both were older sisters (by two decades)  of United States Lines’ SS United States.

Here’s an aerial view of the ghosts, quite visible in my estimation at the time the foto was taken.

Many thanks to Harold Tartell and Joseph Herbert for these enlightening fotos.  And thanks for the comments some of you have sent in;  I’m eager to hear more and see more fotos, possibly of these vessels being moved downriver to the American scrapyards.  Read this article from Sea Classics on the impetus to build and then maintain these vessels.

I stopped at the KVK today just in time to watch an anchor move.  Crew on the “bent-leg” barge caught the hook in the eye of the anchor cable, and

then Sea Bear powered away, the barge submerging in the process.

The anchor got winched up and

the barge crew took the applause as the tug moved them

away to the next phase, which looked

a bit like jousting or clam raking with long handled tools.

The eye was caught and the yellow hook dropped

from the sky;  once attached, the anchor got

hauled up, and Florida could move to the next dredge sector.

All fotos this morning by Will Van Dorp.



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