I borrow this title from an event I’d love to see more photos of, an art trip marking National Maritime Day in May 1987 and reported on here and here. What better way to leap into the future with blasts from the past, borrowing again.
My purpose in this post is to inform about a unique celebratory event at the Pratt campus in Brooklyn that will not be repeated after this week, Wednesday December 31 late into January 1 wee . . . Here are the directions: “There will be two gates open, one on the corner of Dekalb and Hall Street; the other is the main vehicle gate on Grand and Willoughby Aves. Grand Ave does probably not show on maps because there are super blocks on each side of Willoughby. Once on the campus head for the smokestack or follow the noise to the calliope. Closest subway stop is Washington\Clinton on the G train. Get out at the Washington end of the station. One block along Lafayette , turn left around the church. One block down Hall Street you will see Pratt Institute.”
Here and here are previous posts I’ve done on the whistles Conrad Milster has at Pratt.
Here are some of my photos of steam whistles, my tribute to steam . . .
aboard Belle of Louisville,
at the Pageant of Steam,
and all the rest at the Stoom fest near Rotterdam this past May. Like the 1930 steam tug Roek.
Or the 1933 British Navy torpedo recovery vessel Elfin.
Yes, that’s a child playing on the torpedo.
Or the 1893 Pieter Boele . . . a steam tug with a bowsprit.
Or the 1915 Hercules.
Dress warm and come bathe in the sound and steam hooked up by Conrad Milster at Pratt. I’ll see you there.
All Most photos by Will Van Dorp. The photo above is by the inimitable bowsprite, who captured steam and cold water rituals here 4 years ago.
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December 30, 2014 at 12:21 pm
Seth Tane
Happy New Year, Will, Elizabeth & to all your many accomplices & followers…we can hear the big steam whistle from the sternwheel tug/museum ship Portland when she lets it rip during transits of the confluence of the Willamette and Columbia rivers down the hill. Absolutely nothing like that raise the hairs on the back of your neck sound. Enjoy the show !
December 30, 2014 at 1:17 pm
bowsprite
There is nothing quite like walking down Willoughby Street, Brooklyn, after midnight, January 1st, and hearing a mighty steam whistle. It makes you run for cover, for it really sounds like you will be run over by a giant ocean liner. Powerful horns.
January 1, 2015 at 5:30 pm
david paiger
Hi Tugster Seasons Greetings to You and Your Family. When I was a young lad Steam Whistles in our family were known as Visable Whistles because we could see the steam ploom before we would hear the whistle blowing.