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Consider this tugster’s November version of the summer solstice parade. Enjoy these eight fotos. They call themselves the water nymphs with music provided by typewriter, although a google search comes up with no further info. The music–see the bass player in one foto–was hypnotic also, but you’ll have to imagine the sounds, though this–sans voice–might be the reference.
Why eight fotos?
Well . . . November 26, 2006 I did my first post. Tomorrow I start my eighth year and I hope to continue as long as it’s fun for all. Thanks for reading, commenting, sending along suggestions, corrections and fotos . . . and so much more. This is my 2285th post and have been blessed with 1,204, 899 hits as of posting. Again . . . thanks all.
All these fotos by Will Van Dorp, who loved the dances.
See it there, the modest red covered barge between Wavertree and Peking? The steel covered barge is called Progress today. Once it transported coffee from ship to shore. I’m making a note to myself: learn more about these.
And right across the East River to the right of the firehouse at Fulton Landing, that modified but still modest white barge used to be Erie Lackawanna 375. It too transported coffee. More on this later. I took this foto 6/16/2009.
Here’s another modified coffee barge, this one just south of Camden, NJ, now the floating office of McAllister in that waterway.
It’s a counterpart to this McAllister office on the KVK. So given all these repurposed coffee barges I knew about, why
did it take me a day short of seven years doing this blog to go to Bargemusic, the EL 375 barge in the foto above? Shame on me, posing in the “shadow selfie” below, for waiting so long to check out this extraordinary barge.
I trekked out there yesterday in spite of the gusty sub-freezing weather to hear some music and have a look.
Jung Lin was warming up on the Steinway, as
was Andy Simionescu.
I didn’t–and one shouldn’t–take fotos during the performance, but during intermission, I went out onto the pier to see the view from the “back” of the stage.
Here’s the obit of founder Olga Bloom–with more info on her barge project– from the NYTimes almost exactly two years ago. From this article, I learn this was her third barge, that it was built around 1900, and that Peter Stamford was instrumental in getting it permission to dock at Fulton Landing. Here’s a spring 1978 article on what may have been Bargemusic’s first season. Here’s a link that gets you an interview with the current president and calendar of upcoming events. By the way, at 2:48 in that interview, a Bouchard tug passes eastbound on the East River.
Credits to those who offered marine trade skills and others can be found here.
Request: the bargemusic site credits a Captain Hearnley as the one to tow the barge to this location. Can anyone say anything about him? Does anyone know the name of the tug or . . . have a foto of that tow? When was the former EL 375 last hauled?
Final shot for today, a foto from 8/27/2010 of Volunteer passing bargemusic.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. If you have never been to bargemusic, you’ll thank youself if you go there SOON.
Here was 13 . . . from what seems ages ago.
And the next few? A freak snowfall in the sixth boro?
And might these be protest signs?
. . . out of the mouths [and from the brushes and paintpots] of babes . . . and young’uns come some impressive sentiments.
Fotos 4 through 7 were taken by Brian DeForest, Terminal Manager, who also took the first six fotos here. The others . . Will Van Dorp.
Well, clearly I’m not the only one who recognizes how delightful Alice’s presence in the sixth boro proves to be.
Thanks to the Long Island City Community Boathouse for these pics long on spirit if perhaps a bit short on focus. My last trip with LIC Community Boathouse goes back five years already!! On that Sobro cleanup trip I also took these fotos.
These fotos remind me that I’ve yet to get myself to Four Freedoms Park (below) on Roosevelt Island, as well as
All fotos are compliments of the Long Island City Community Boathouse.
. . . literally hangs in the balance in the next weeks. This 1925 Tyne River-built flat-bottomed timber tug needs $150,000 pledged, or . . . I’ll come back to the ” . . . or” To pledge, click on the image of the tug to the left, click on the contribute button, and follow the prompts.
Bertha was one of four of these tugs used to move booms of timber to the mill in the Bay of Islands area of western Newfoundland starting in the mid-1920s. Click here for fotos of that timber operation; particularly appropriate are fotos # 189, 259, and 263.
Darren Vigilant (below) bought Bertha in 1999, drove her to New York, and if you were paying attention to the harbor from that time, you might recall seeing it. Click here to see fotos from then as well as an illustrated history of the vessel and lists of what has been done and remains. Currently, she’s in a yard in Staten Island.
I took these fotos last weekend and will
be adding followups in the weeks to come.
But the clock is ticking. Here is the ” . . . or else” part.
Time is running out, and Bertha could be scrapped and added to the half million dollar pile of metal chunks.
Shudder the thought.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who’d love to see any fotos you might have of Bertha sailing in New York harbor between 1999 and 2003. Click on the image below to hear Darren make a plea for the boat.
Here’s a collage of images as my last roundup 2013 post:
a half dozen working tugboats and a covered barge as seen looking east from the Second Street Bridge,
a swimmer in the water either doing a northern style Richard Halliburton re-enactment or setting out to do an underwater survey mission as the lock is –unbeknownst to her–about to open,
(For more complete info on what’s going on here with the swimmer, check this post by bubbling-blowing bowsprite.)
my possible future employer shoehorning an Eriemax passenger vessel into the first lock in the flight,
waterdogs go fishing,
a Dutch barge,
Urger dried out for some emergency surgery along
with Tappan Zee II,
Eighth Sea and Bill’s exercise machine,
the pilot’s understanding of the pushoff contest,
and in Troy, some public art designed to assist memory . . . the Soldier’s and Sailor’s Monument with goddess Columbia blowing her horn high above Troy, as seen from Tug44.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. See you in Waterford in 2014, I hope.
And I thought I was a solitary tourist wanting to see the sights here? I always do bring outatowners here to my “offices” for the scenery.
And to think that he too thought a maritime center devoted to contemporary shipping is sorely needed along the busy channels of the sixth boro.
First, Noble Maritime IS open this Saturday and Sunday, Labor Day. More than half the fotos in this post are from the well-worth-seeing display called “Tides of 100 Years.” Snug Harbor also caught some attention in the New Yorker this week.
The KVK always intrigues and amuses. Like, this tanker . . . made me think Torm is mini? No way . . . it’s heavily-laden, it’s rusty,
it’s orange (or would you call that cantaloupe?).
Over beyond it at Bayonne’s dry dock, USNS Dahl is getting a make-over.
Farther west, Maersk Phoenix is transferring a petroleum product and soon to head into the Mediterranean.
John Noble is the godfather of this blog. And this exhibit helps you form a fuller idea of the artist.
And lest you think, it’s only his fabulous artwork, it’s more . . . like this manual below. John Noble had a Jeepster, one of my all-time to-be-coveted vehicles! See the flickr image to the left margin of this blog. Anyone remember his topless Jeepster around Staten Island?
And here’s a taste of his workshop . . ..
If you have a chance this weekend or soon, come to see this exhibit. Spend some time in the museum, and then find a place across the road to sit and watch his inspiration.
Tangentially related: My Jeepster story does NOT involve John Noble or even NY. I was born in coastal North Carolina, a marshy farming area where deep ditches tend to outline roads. My slightly older relatives–who will stay unnamed–used to waterski behind the Jeepster. Run the tow line from the car to the ditch, where the skiier crouches at the ready hoping to begin the ride before a snapping turtle, alligator, or water moccasin happens along. Once the tow gets going, keep your skis cranked forward in the ditch, not toward the car. Can be done. Has been. Wish I had fotos!
If anyone has Noble Jeepster stories, please leave a comment.
I’m back, with lots of gallivanting to catch up, but first . . a whole lotta fotos from this morning in the sixth boro. Any ideas what’s going on here? What is that gray blur in the center of the foto and why are the gulls so frenzied? Be forewarned . . . this post has so many twists/turns . . . it’s divided into parts, even though I took all these fotos in the span of less than an hour.
Answer: It’s how over three million cubic yards of sand is being added to Rockaway Beach . . at least for a while. Here’s what the NY Daily News says about it. Here’s an article and video from Dredging Today.
And here . . . off in the Rockaway Inlet are the machines mining and pumping the sand, seen closer up in this recent tugster post.
Part 2. Notice the piping coming from the stern of McCaskill.
I could not resist wondering about these birds whose name rhymes with “lovers.”
Part 3. Follow this sweep of fotos as I turn to the left.
An Atlantic City billboard on Far Rockaway? Is a mixed up sense of geography part of Sandy’s legacy? I keep turning left.
See the silvery cars of the A train? It’s a Boardwalk Empire set in the wasteland of eastern Rockaway Beach . . . . I was hoping to buy some of that food at those prices!
Of course, I had to look behind.
I half expected to find some Aral Sea boats back here too.
Part 4. Once back on the boardwalk, I saw this fishing boat about a quarter mile from shore. I’m guessing it’s unrelated to the sand piping and pumping, but . . . who knows.
All fotos today by Will Van Dorp.
River traffic travels in all weather and times of day. So at first I was dismayed to be without my camera, but fortunately Elizabeth had hers when Timothy McAllister came past and got
really close. Thanks to the crew, whose demonstration probably inspired some young’uns to want to grow up and be mariners.
Earlier Madeline had moseyed past, checking out Gazela and all else along the PA side while
Captain Harry did the same on the NJ side.
While the rain fell, Caspian Sea headed out as
Teresa McAllister headed upriver.
as did Reid McAllister.
You’ll be thrilled by the paintings and the biographical materials.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, except the first two by Elizabeth Wood, who had a charged phone.
This is NOT Rockaway or Queens or any other boro of New York City. This residence is a post-hurricane structure. The location will be identified at the end of this post.
For the previous installment in this series . . . Sandy to Nemo . . . from four months ago, click here.
Here’s a March foto taken by Barbara from her 7th floor terrace, showing water/land edges in southern Queens. In fotos farther down, you’ll see this reinforced building now painted greenish yellow.
Early April 2013.
The rest of these fotos I took today at sea level. Note the lifeguard on duty, bundled up for morning 60-degrees beach. In the foreground beyond the fence is one of the concrete supports for the boardwalk Sandy peeled away. Maersk Denver, anchored on the horizon, will serve as a reference point. When Nemo happened, this vessel was in port in Taiwan.
And now in situ are the bathrooms that Ashley send a foto of about a month ago here. Foto looks roughly north.
Same bathrooms, looking roughly south.
Beachside view of the bathrooms and yellow structure housing life guard offices/concessions-to-be . . . looking northeast.
Click here for more info on the artwork created from portions of Sandy-splintered boardwalk.
Where once a mosaic covered cetacean I dubbed “rockawhale” resided,
construction trailers now stand. A geodesic dome marks the intersection of Shore Parkway and Cross Bay Parkway.
A closer look showed it to be part of another artistic response to Sandy’s devastation. I wonder what will happen after June 30.
I took the top foto in this post in New Orleans’ Ninth Ward, where the Make It Right project is attempting to do just that. I hope we make it right too.