John B. three weeks after coming ashore. Tethered . . . like an rogue beast.
Tagged . . . like a common railroad boxcar.
Examined by a scissor lift.
Quarantined and sequestered by yellow boom in her element and
orange pole and police tape ashore . . .
Her cavities and ducts probed, cathetered, and pumped out . . .
Prospects do indeed look grim for John B. . . .
her fate watched from the deep side.
All fotos today by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated: Since Ft Wadsworth’s still closed to the public, I’ve no news about the ‘scapegoats there. Anyone have word?