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What Rip Saw 2

A year ago, I wrote here about my following in Rip van Winkle‘s footsteps, hiking to the summits in search of the ghosts with the keg of purple magic liquor.  This post stays at river level, where sights appear like a 50’ Issuma hustling along with only slightly-shorter  Rosemary Ruth on the hip.   By […]

What Rip Saw

Besides the “first” last name van, Rip van Winkle and I share some history of profound enough unhappiness to consider disappearance;  I weathered the “storm” in plain sight whereas he went into these rocky banks of the Hudson River and stayed up here for 20 years, returning with some cockamamie story about being kidnapped or befuddled by outlandishly-dressed […]

Down at the Rip Van Winkle Bridge

As this blog evolves, I sometimes try to show what’s up in those hills, as seen from the hills like this one in March 2017, instead of what you see in instances when then light is unfavorable. Olana is the hilltop mansion above the Rip Van Winkle Bridge, built by an artist whose commercial success […]

Lil Rip

Reference “Random Tugs 44.”  The first time I saw Lil Rip, I didn’t even take a foto: I was in the Feeney yard on the Rondout, steady rain was creating lots of mud,  and the only parts of Lil Rip visible to me was the house and name.  But that was enough to intrigue me. […]

Hudson Downbound ’18a

Here’s a Hudson down bound set of three posts I did five years ago, in a different season. This trip starts at Scarano’s just south of Albany, where a crew picked up excursion boat Kingston for delivery to Manhattan.   Last fall after delivery up bound, I posted these landmarks. Spirit of Albany (1966), operated […]

What Emma Said

This post follows in the spirit of What Rip Saw 1 and 2.  And the Emma in question is she who wrote the New Colossus.  Her ghost whispered to me yesterday as I looked south from the Battery and saw among other things the muddy tinge to the waters, a hint of freshet from upriver. […]

A to P 2: Limón Bay Tugboats

A to P, being Atlantic to Pacific, beginning in Limón Bay–the Atlantic side of the isthmus:  it has a lot of ACP boats, and I’ll focus on those later, but for now, let’s sample the others I saw on the trip across the Bay to Cristobal. This one on the hard in Shelter Bay . […]

Fishing January 2018

A surprising feature of the sixth boro in winter is the fishing, dragging for clams.  And many thanks to Steve Turi for sending along this article about this fishery from north jersey.com. Here are some previous winters’ posts about these boats.  And right about exactly eight years ago, I saw the greatest concentration of fishing […]

Tugster’s Old Year’s Day 2017

The reference here is this post from the last day of 2011.  So the other day I found myself standing in front of the self-proclaimed “tree of knowledge,”  a place that also demanded that there be no smoke.  Tree of KNOWLEDGE!!!  Holy smokes! It was a cemetery of sorts, a mass grave where over 4000 […]

Pairs 6

Here are all the previous “pairs” post, a direction I glanced at after seeing Bouchard Boys and Linda Lee Bouchard rafted up last weekend . . .  I’m not sure why the formation, but it certainly showed their relative size. And once I see a pattern in one place, I start to notice it in […]