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Late first snow this season unless you count the few flurries over the sixth boro last October, but flakes did obscure vision this morning. Of course, Cheyenne is always recognizeable and busy, but Arabian Sea (in green) I had to guess at.
But I was looking for a good 10 minutes at this right in front of me and did not even SEE it. No, not Sanko Blossom, but that new feature beyond her . . . that light colored structure obscured
It’s good for my self-confidence that I saw the tower yesterday also, and got fotos of the 260′ tower then, over beyond Hanjin Albany. Otherwise I might have suspected it came with the storm. The blades weren’t turning, though, in spite of the wind, since it won’t go operational for a month or so yet.
Some folks do spring cleaning; I do winter culling. And have been doing a lot of it, including in my foto library. Considering the library as a whole, it’s constantly in flux . . . stuff out; better stuff-I hope–in. Many quotes say this; my favorite version is “you cannot step into the same river twice.”
Same is true of a harbor; what vessels inhabited it when I first paid attention are no longer here, at least not in the same way. Take Odin, about which I’ve heard a lot of chatter this week. Great name. Perfect candidate for an award for eccentricity, but I smiled every time I saw Odin. I never saw the closest vessel to her in DNA, the ill-fated Red Wing. You can tell this is the older Odin because the house rests on a hydraulic ram.
Dean Reinauer has also left the sixth boro; she traveled out on the back of Blue Marlin last summer. Where she is today, I’m SURE she’ll see no snowfall like this, taken a few years back over by Howland Hook.
Ditto Great Gull . . . down in Venezuela . . . no snow. I recall fondly how excited I was when I first saw Great Gull, turns out built by the same folks who built barges for Europe as part of the Marshall Plan.
And the ORANGE June K. I know she’s still around as Sarah Ann. But that original color was almost institutional, almost spring time.
And then there’s Rosemary McAllister, now working on lease down south without her last name and with an all-white stack. Her christening was a seminal bowsprite/tugster collaboration.
Finally, there’s Kristin . . . , once with a telescoping house like Odin, now scrapped.
I have others, but it’s amazing how much changes in five years of observing the harbor. All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Given my vintage, the sound that personifies change for me is this song by Jefferson Airplane.
First, you will notice a new icon “button” on the left. It’s a harborcam for Giglio port with live feed showing salvage efforts.
The last time subs appeared on this blog they were antiques, John P. Holland’s prototypes. The monochromatic tube below encircled by the unmistakeable yellow/orange Edison Chouest tugs 2, 3, and 4 is as far removed from Holland’s vessel as can be. The “tube” is SSBN 734 USS Tennessee, returning from sea. I can imagine the crew will be very happy to exit vessel and get reaquainted with the rythyms of day and night. By the way, the Edison Chouest tugs here technically double as pilot boats.
Capt. John E. Dupee, a Kings Bay pilot, the tallest person on the “sail” below, and frequent commenter on this blog. Last summer in northern Florida I had the pleasure of meeting John aka JED, who used to work for K-Sea outa New York.
Click here to see fotos from the weekend in 2008 that the sixth boro had TWO subs visit.
UPDATE: If you want to see in real time developments from the waterfront in Giglio, click here and here for two webcams Giglio Porto Panoramica, each from a different perspective. Thanks to David Hindin for these links. David sent these fotos along last year from San Francisco.
Less than a half hour after waking up this morning, drinking coffee, reading the paper and wanting to find out who “James H. Thompson” and “Pridi Banomyong” were, I encountered this page. Countless times today I met it again. I support wikipedia’s opposition to SOPA and PIPA and urge you to tell your congressfolk too. Or at least find out about the issue.
Sand Master was built by Swift Ships in Pass Christian, MS in 1983.
John P. Brown is always a delight to see, as
As I said yeasterday, I got the sense that the flag raising on Mount Hope was a signal for all manner of activity to commence. Capt. Fred Bouchard moved into the notch of B. No. 275 and Barbara McAllister (ex-Bouchard Boys) (see the upper wheelhouse on the far side) added her 4000 hp to
Some minutes later, Barbara E. and Capt. Fred Bouchard round the bend to exit the KVK. Interesting guy, the original Cap. Fred.
Please do something about SOPA and PIPA.
Unrelated: Click here for the “hugest” set of links to cruise vessels that I’ve ever soon. I’m lamenting the loss of life, but I’m not speculating about what transpired off Giglio. But for an eerie foto of the Costa Concordia appearing to “float in clouds,” click here. Here’s a portentious video from the vessel’s launch.
Between 0800 and 0900 this morning, sunshine poured down onto the KVK, and deepened all the colors. Sand Master (more of these fotos tomorrow) was positively radiant while waiting–it seemed– for something to happen before it can get into the fuel dock.
I then went to my appointment on the land side of Richmond Terrace, noticing from indoors two Ital container vessels (Moderna and another) passed. Before noon, as I headed back home, I noticed that Oyster Creek with the bunker barge was refueling Shorthorn Express north of the VZ Bridge as
By noon, bright sunshine had turned to overcast gray and then drizzle. No snow, though.
Know the city?
Know this city? The clue lies in WTGB number, 107 v. 105. And in the nearer, smaller vessel below.
It’s New York and Detroit, two capitals of different enterprises. Click here for more Detroit police boats.
the one in New York spends less than 24 hours in port whenever she appears. Bunkering there thanks to Sassafras.
Here’s Detroit’s Ambassador Bridge, Canadian tug John Spence heading southbound in that direction.
But these days, Detroit has some New York doesn’t . . snow. After a slight dusting in October that was gone the next day, the sixth boro has sen no snow! Of course, that could all change very quickly, and to say no snow does NOT mean warm, calm weather. Snow was blowing so hard across the Detroit River this weekend that this ore carrier couldn’t be identified. (It’s Lee A. Tregurtha, Baltimore-built. Thanks Ken.)
Great Republic could.
This is the first year the 31-year-old vessel has operated under that name, ex-American Republic.
Here are more American lakers, Adam E. Cornelius and
Bough Blough. Enjoy these additional fotos of Roger Blough, possibly now laid-up for the winter.
Here’s a Baltimore-built classic Michipicoten.
Many thanks to Ken Bailey for these Detroit fotos; Will Van Dorp took the sixth boro ones.
More news from Detroit, the owner of the Ambassador Bridge has been sent to jail. Info here.
Dickens’ Tale of Two Cities has one of the most memorable opening lines in English literature. Know it?
I introduced the term aframax here four and a half years ago. Relative to the sixth boro and the Kills, it means BIG, although by no means big by global standards. At 113,043 DWT, Southern Spirit is a minor vessel in relation to the now scrapped Knock Nevis (564,763 DWT) or also-scrapped Batillus (553,662 DWT).
No matter, in the frigid 21-degree morning today, finger almost too cold to trigger the shutter, I felt warmed to see her glide in, with Gramma Lee T. Moran assisting. Doubleclick enlarges.
In my observation, not many vessels navigate with KVK with a 5100-hp vector like Gramma Lee at the ready like this. Here’s a 2002 article about the background and training of the first captain of Gramma Lee.
Here’s a post I did five years ago with info on suezmax and capesize vessels and a foto of a very young tugster.
Unrelated: For a mariner’s reaction to the Costa Concordia collision with Isola del Giglio, read Hawsepiper Paul here. Another mariner, Peter Boucher of Nautical Log, weighs in here. I had the pleasure of meeting Peter last summer in Florida.
I’d planned something different for today, but then my inbox started to fill. And it makes me happy to feel a community building here. So . . . thanks all for reading and sending fotos and links. I wanted to go out taking fotos, but a pile of tasks told me to stay home.
First, Ann O’Nymous sent me a link to Tugboat Tales, a fabulous documentary made by the late Bart Lawson back in 1991. This first-rate documentary is divided into parts one, two, and three. A click gets you to youtube.
Next, harbor photographer extraordinaire John Watson went to check progress on Ambrose, and discovered the drydock had been floated out and reoriented 180 degrees, with the lightship on board. That would have been a sight to behold.
Next, from Allen Baker, this foto of a lightship undergoing restoration two hundred miles . . . downeast . . . well, in Boston. It’s LV-112, which last appeared in this blog almost two years ago. That info back in 2010 was passed along by Matt of Soundbounder. Check this link (Thanks to Rick) for many more fotos of LV-112.
As I said, I stayed inside this morning, chomping at the bit because Orange Star was headed out. Had I realized that her sister vessel was coming in and that they’d cross not far from the Narrows, I would have “busted out.” Nothing could have kept me inside. Then, I got an email from bowsprite informing me that Orange
Babe Wave had come into port, and I was beside myself. At which point . . . .
I got an email from John Skelson, with attached fotos of Orange Wave!!! If you’re new to this blog, I’m a self-professed orangejuiceaholic. Here, thanks to A. Steven Toby is a link to the technology of these juice ships.
And since this post has become a gallery of other people’s fotos, here’s another from Allen Baker. A little self-disclosure here: I moved to the Boston area in the mid-1980s. One day in 1986, I was walking near the Science Museum and saw two very tired tugboats there, Luna and Venus. The sad sight drew me in. To see these beauties in such an utter state of disintegration broke my heart. I thought both were doomed. Venus was clawed into matchsticks in 1995, and Luna very narrowly escaped the same fate. Read the much nuanced story here. Luna dates from 1930, the same year as W. O. Decker. I hope to see Luna again soon; too bad I didn’t carry a camera around back in 1986.
And Decker brings the post to South Street Seaport, which I’m thrilled isexperiencing early springtime, frigid temperatures notwithstanding. Also, if you’ve been in NYC recently, you know it’s been a snowless winter so far; this foto was taken last year. I’ve always know the vessel below as Helen McAllister, but now I’m embarrassed to note that she’s also the ex-Admiral Dewey and Georgetown. I’d never realized that. Further, she came off the ways into the KVK in 1900, built at the same yard that produced Kristin Poling! And this raises two questions: is Helen McAllister that last power vessel of that yard still extant? And, does anyone know of fotos of Helen McAllister that show her working during OpSail 1992. Which raises the question . . . am I the only one NOT hearing talk of planning for OpSail 2012 New York?
Both Ambrose and Admiral Dewey/Georgetown/Helen McAllister are listed on the National Register of Historic Places.
It’s cold outside and tomorrow should be colder, so you could click on every link above and drink some hot tea. Did I complete many of my tasks today? No, but I had a ball with these fotos. Watching all three parts of Tug Tales will take about a half hour, but it is well worth the time.
Thanks to Ann, John, Allen, bowsprite, Steven, and John for fotos and info.
This “random” title just serves to catch me up, post a few fotos that haven’t worked into any other posts.
This is my first sighting of Atlantic Salvor, 1976, frequently on this blog. With new paint and who knows what else, she’s just back in the sixth boro from a trip to Lake Erie. She spent Christmas somewhere on the St. Lawrence downstream from Montreal. Now that was a trip I coveted a berth on.
deck lamp. A week after I took these fotos in Wilmington, she was in New York. And to give some idea of her range, check out this incident report from 2010.
Birk took these waterside fotos the better part of a week ago. It took me a while to figure out the “color” of the mushroom anchor at the bow.
From this NPS Maritime Heritage Program link, I learned that Ambrose was launched in 1907 and originally wore straw colored paint–with her name in black–not the white lettering on red hull she’s sported since the 1930s. Oh . . . the folks in the red suits around her in this shot . . . they must belong to some secret society of the Nacirema.