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It surprises me sometimes what titles I’ve not re-used. This blog has little grand design; I choose to let to drift serendipitously according to what I see or what you choose to share, and I am grateful to you all for sending along photos and suggestions. Rock Juice the title came out of a conversation some time back with one of you; thanks and I think you know who you are. Here was the first in the series.
Diane B pushes a load of it in John Blanche.
Magothy . . . and . . .
and I missed the barge info.
Dory and Port Chester . . . . And notice just forward of Dory‘s wheelhouse, it’s
Navigator . . . doing something at an oil dock.
Ditto Mary H, over between the Empire State Building and BW Kronborg.
Ditto Kimberly Poling.
And McKinley Sea . . . with the icicle hanging from a scupper hole as evidence that oil is going for heat.
Last one for now . . . Calusa Coast getting ready to hook up to a barge to take . . well . . . down the coast.
All photos yesterday by Will Van Dorp, who has to run.
First time photo of this tugboat underway . . . Stephen B pushing James Joseph. AND first time photo on this blog by Glen Dauphin, whose work I have admired on FB.
If I’m not mistaken, this is the same tug–previous name–and sans upper wheelhouse. I took the photo on New Years Day.
Haggerty Girls and RTC 107, with an assist from Matthews Tibbetts . . . getting underway.
Franklin Reinauer pushing past . . .
Kimberly Poling with Edwin A. Poling, no doubt headed up to where the ice is thicker.
Eric McAllister precedes her.
And finally Pacific Dawn . . .
. . . coming in from Gravesend Bay, where . .
can anyone explain what part of the gas project–if any–they’ve been working on just off Coney Island’s western tip?
Thanks much to Glen for the first photo above. All others by Will Van Dorp.
On a cold winter’s morning, what’s going on in the harbor?
The usual . . . . Kathleen heads out with a scow,
Eric R. Thornton muscles scrap,
Evening Tide reconnects with an oil barge,
Diane B disconnects from John Blanche for a spell,
Joyce D. Brown heads out to a job,
Red Hook, wreath still in place, shuttles between barges,
And Ellen McAllister
shows Performance out to sea. And in response to my cuz . . JS . . . Ellen performs her magic on the container ship . . .
And tugster, who took these pictures, needs to warm up and get to work himself.
I know vessels are just machines, but I prefer to anthropomorphize them, and thus miss them when they go. On this transition day, I want to acknowledge some vessels that I’d come to enjoy seeing but will now transition away .
Scotty Sky is a Blount design, launched as L. G. Laduca in 1960. I took the photo in January 2011. Click here for a photo of this vessel operating on Lake Erie.
Patrick Sky is also a Blount design, launched as L. G. LaDuca II in 1966. Click here for info on her other names and identities. Both were built for West Shore Fuel of Buffalo, NY, and named for the family of company president, Charles G. Laduca. Click here to see a 150′ version of these Blount boats. Click here to see an interesting but totally unrelated and now scrapped vessel called West Shore . . . fueling a steamer with coal.
Capt. Log is the smallest and newest of the now timed-out single-hulled tankers in the sixth boro. Click here for the recent Professional Mariner article on this vessel.
The three above vessels are still fully functional tonight, phased out notwithstanding. Crow, seen here in a photo from September 2011, was scrapped this year in the same location where
Kristin Poling, another single-hulled tanker seen here in a photo I took in March 2010, was scrapped two years ago. Click here for a number of the posts I did on Kristin.
Out with the old . . . in with the new, mostly because we have no choice, as time sprints on.
All photos here by Will Van dorp.
Here was 1. Part of my inspiration here is Paul’s hawsepiper blog, sorted here by the topic of bunkering. Here’s bowsprite’s POV on this. Another part of the choice here–other than muggy August weather–is the appearance of this story in Professional Mariner, for which I took the photos. This post uses some of the other photos I took that cold, dark morning a half year ago.
Behold a problem of having a dripping water hose too close to the fuel inlet.
The crew of Capt. Log topped off quite a few tanks that morning, and
printed out a ticket a the end of each job.
Here’s the first post I did on Capt. Log, whose days delivering fuel as a single-skin tanker are numbered.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Hawsepiper Paul is writing about this subject all along, as you might expect since he lives most of his days on a bunker barge.
Indulge me a bit as I elaborate on these adventures, as captured in photos by Tony A, starting with this one. When does a New York port of registry seem out of place?
I’d say when it’s painted onto a vessel never or rarely seen in New York, and of course I know that with flags of convenience . . . anything is possible with arcane finagling.
To appear to digress a little bit more, Marcus G Langseth is to 2014 as Robert G Conrad was to –say– 1980. Conrad is a photo I copied from Seth Tane‘s archives a little over a year ago when I did the “fifth dimension” series on the sixth boro.
Anyhow, about two weeks ago Tony A and Patrick Sky got to deliver fuel to this international wanderer.
A little over an hour later, Patrick Sky, feeling much lighter, pulls away from this dock underneath Throgs Neck (which autocorrect insists should be spelled “throb’s neck,” but that would take us into adventures in spell auto correcting, which I’d much rather avoid.
I thought I had done a post called “pushing oil,” but I seem to have mis-remembered. The closest I can find is here, and looking at this post, it’s clear to me how much I’ve learned since starting this blog. Here’s another related one from last year.
Clearly . . . that’s not a tanker below. Thanks to Ashley Hutto for this fine photo of Captain Zeke doing a job that might have been done by small tankers a few decades or less back.
Capt. Log is one such small tankers, and her life doing what she does so well is winding down.
Here two Moran tugs–Brendan and Catherine Turecamo, I think–push a tanker into a berth on the KVK.
Davis Sea . . . once this would have been done by a tanker.
Ditto Dace Reinauer.
Thanks to Ashley for the top photo. All others by Will Van Dorp.
With apologies to Eugene O’Neill for the title, I rode a fuel boat around the sixth boro today. No matter that it was 4 degrees above zero (-15 degrees centigrade) this morning, vessels run with passengers and the “station” comes to the boats –some of them–in this realm. And if there’s ice like the facial features of Capt Davy Jones on the receptacle, it has to
be moved so that fuel can flow.
Enjoy these cold photos.
Here’s the fuel boat.
More soon. Til then, I can’t wait to look at these photo in July when the sweat is dripping off me and I’ll looking to chill.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.