From midday . . til dusk. Here between Morris Canal and Battery Park City, Gabby heads south.
Mister T mightily pulls six scows here between
the Williamsburg and the Manhattan Bridges.
Near midtown on the East River, there’s an eastbound unit and a westbound one.
Westbound, it’s Cheyenne moving crushed cars, and
and–eastbound– Captain Zeke with petro product. By the way, Captain Zeke was moving faster than the uncrushed cars on the highway in the distance, probably because of some unintentional crushing that had happened.
From near Hell Gate now, looking back at Captain Zeke, what a moody city!!
All photos by Will Van Dorp.