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You might conclude that in this city I do nothing except sit on the riverbank, but the better conclusion is that Nola river traffic volume is phenomenal. So here’s a sampling of another–say–two hours total traffic, beginning with a vessel that would look entirely at home in NYC’s sixth boro . . . it’s J. George Betz.
Next something you’ll not see except in the inland big river, O. H. Ingram, 185′ loa x 54′ 9200 hp and triple screw, pushing
at least eight barges heading into a turn with at least two oncoming tows:
Joe B. Wyatt, 170′ loa x 45′ 6120 hp twin screw, pushing 18 barges and Mr. Pete with a single, but they all squeeze around the turn.
The range of vessels is interesting, considering the likes of Lil Susan S
and Josephine Anne of Bisso Offshore, with Wise One in the distance.
Natalie S . . . and
Blessed Trinity . . . and
and Natures Way Commander . . .
Moose . . and
CSS Savannah . . . and less than two hours have elapsed and I haven’t included all the traffic!
and let me conclude with a photo taken the previous afternoon, another that would NOT look out of place in NYC’s waters, Greg Turecamo.
More soon. All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Here was the first time I used this title, which clearly needs to be used again.
Let me start here at 13:38. Note from far to near, or black hull to black hull . . . Cartagena, Four Sky with Lee T Moran, Red Hook, and Genco Knight.
Twin Tube slides through the opening between Bow Kiso and Genco Knight.
Even the bow of Genco Knight is crowded as their vessel prepares to dock and resupply the salt depot.
Kimberly Turecamo works the bulk carrier’s stern as Evening Star passes with B. No. 250.
Add McAllister Girls in the foreground and Ellen McAllister in the distance against the blue hull, which will appear a bit later.
McCrews heads westbound and Four Sky now seems to be doing the same.
Are you out of breath yet? Only 10 minutes has elapsed.
Linehandler 1 cruises blithely through it, supremely self-assured.
Cheyenne adds color.
Another line handler boat scouts out the set up . . . as a new blue hull arrives from the west, as
. . . does Charles D. McAllister.
Crew on the blue hull–Nord Observer–stows lines as they head for tropical heat, escorted
by Catherine Turecamo although
at the turn on the Con Hook range they meet Mare Pacific heading in with Joan Turecamo and Margaret Moran. At this point . . .
14:12 . . . the mergansers decided to hightail it . . . or at least follow their crests. And I hadn’t even turned around yet to see the congestion on land behind me.
All these photos in a very short time by Will Van Dorp.
My thanks to Brian DeForest and Atlantic Salt, whom Genco Knight was arriving to restock.
I’ll start here for a reason. This 1941 vessel built in Stamford, CT, was originally YTL 169, 61′ loa. In November 1997 she was called Spuyten Duyvil and used to transport the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree from Stony Point to the East river. I’ve mentioned this before, but although I’ve searched high and low, by letter, word-of-mouth, and electronically . . . I’ve located NO fotos of that event. None!! Can this event have completed eluded the photography crowd? If you know of a foto, please get in touch. Click here for a foto of this tug–I believe–I took almost 8 years ago now.
Ever Decent . . . foto taken 10 days ago, here being passed by Evening Star, is already well into the Pacific Ocean.
Turecamo Girls, here in the KVK, was waiting on the outside of the Amtrack Prtal Bridge last week, but of course I didn’t have a camera.
Amy C McAllister slings in a Bouchard barge, and
McAllister Sisters does the same with a Reinauer barge.
Bering Dawn moves another dredge scow out to sea.
Bob-tailed B. Franklin heads back to her barge, and
Eastern Dawn heads west into the Kills.
So, does anyone know of a foto showing Spuyten Duyvil with the 1997 Rockefeller Christmas tree heading south from Stony Point?
All fotos except the top one by Will Van Dorp.
Here was post #1 of what could become a series from over five years ago.
Dusk rarely finds me at my places along Richmond Terrace, but last night I was here with elizabeth, and she took a pic much like this one, and when she sent it to FB with the question “Guess who my dinner date is?” one friend wrote back . . . “the great Gatsby?” So call this . . . what the great Gatsby sees as tugster on a short day’s journey into night, apologies to Mr O’neill.
Barney Turecamo passes Gatsby’s place, as do
Frederick E. Bouchard and B. No. 210,
and Weddell Sea.
Gatsby’s for the night . . . was actually Blue–formerly known as R. H. Tugs. From Blue, it was a short walk to Sailors Snug Harbor for the 25th annual John A. Noble Art Auction. And I’m very pleased to say that
a print of my foto below brought $500 into the museum’s funds for restoration of Robbins Reef Light, and the framed foto went home with a very happy friend. To see the other 49 items in the auction catalog, click here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
OK . . . I fail here. Which Moran and which McAllister are those in the Sunday morning chop?
Quick post: Shelby 1978.
Evening Tide 1970.
Jay Michael 1980 doing a re-enactment of my December 15, 2012 post here (scroll to third foto).
Long time no see . . . Superior Service 1981.
North Sea 1982.
Laura K. Moran 2008.
Resolute 1975 and Discovery Coast 2012.
All fotos taken in April by Will Van Dorp, who’s feeling it’s significant that so many of these are stern shots . . . i.e., I’m struggling to keep up today.
I had a chance to see Orange Blossom depart the sixth boro this morning, but since our current January light is so monochromatic, I thought to take on the tugboat/towboat question. Having said that, I’ve always considered Buchanan 12 (last one here) and Glen Cove (seventh foto here) as river tugboats or pushboats. Odin, depicted at the end of this post and possibly still in the Kirby yard in Houston, also has some towboat characteristics.
Olga G. Stone, big pushknees and little if any sheer . . . .
without a winch or H-bit . . . definitely a towboat.
Barbara E. Bouchard and in the lift Edwin N. Bisso . . . as definitely tugboats
Admiral Jackson . . . tugboat.
J. W. Herron . . . towboat, and I’d love to see her high and dry hull lines.
This unidentified Florida Marine vessel with tow is a towboat . . . . Note how the length of the tow
seems quite lengthened when you get a profile. Also notice the dance as the ferry Louis B. Porterie sashays between the two tows.
John Williams . . . towboat.
Ditto Alley Cat, Stone Power,
and Jerry Aragon.
This one I don’t see enough of to identify.
For nostalgia’s sake . . . a foto of Odin in the KVK . . . circa 2007.
All fotos above by Will Van Dorp. For some great towboat fotos check Boat Photo Museum and Ohio River Blog, recently added to my blogroll. Also, an excellent site is Dick’s Towboat Gallery. For more on the difference between tugs and towboats from TES, click here.
Quick and succinct: the way to enter Nola from the east and north is Rte 90. About 30 miles east of Nola I passed this mystery vessel Poseidon, which looked like a house-forward bulk carrier with a quonset hut over the hold now blown away by a storm. Anyone know the history?
As sun rose somewhere in a cloudy drizzly day, the first vessel to pass–upbound–was BBC Brazil.
Then a steady stream of traffic moved on the great river . . . some of them included Amalienborg,
B. John Yeager (?) with at least 13 barges, which round Algiers Point in the most
curious way, which involved backing down, sliding over to the Nola side, and what must have been lots of nail-biting.
Big Sam and a small tow.
From the Algiers side, I checked out Barbara E. Bouchard‘s new pins.
Also on the drydocks at Bollinger’s was Mully and Admiral Jackson.
Alice‘s sister Caroline Oldendorff passed . . . upriver.
And Alley Cat headed downstream herding more barges than would seem possible.
Nola is so much more than all that, and Checkpoint Charlie is a start of that other so-long list, but do check in at Charlie’s when next you’re here.
More soon. All foto by Will Van Dorp.
Take 2 . . . some the same, some different. Lynx southbound at 16:08.
Evening Star anchored at 16:09.
Christine McAllister anchored at 16:10.
Julia and Twin Tube attending Maersk Katarina at 16:13 at the 28 buoy.
Crystal Cutler heading for the Kills at 16:30.
Overseas Atalmar and bow of American Spirit at anchor . . . 16:37.
Another shot of Christine McAllister at 16:44.
Discovery Coast at 16:46.
Liberty V at 16:53 bound for Liberty Island . . . a crewboat.
Twisted #2 sign at the Battery looking toward Jersey City at 17:07.
Barbara McAllister preparing to remake the tow at 17:26.
Maserati VOR70 at the dock, heeled over for repairs, at 17:40
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Here was 21. 22 . . . let’s call it shifting perspectives.
The name alone arrested me . . . Sedna. I used to refer to Sedna as my retirement plan. Don’t know Sedna? Sea goddess. Back then, I imagined that when I was too old to work or enjoy life, I’d get into my kayak and paddle seaward until I met Sedna. I’m not being morbid; it’s just the reaction I imagined I’d take to a diminished quality of life.
Funny thing, though, I googled the vessel below and learned she’d had her own near-encounter with the bottom recently. Sedna Degagnes . . . we’re glad you’re spritely again.
Bow Sirius, here being provisioned by ABC-1 , is a Polish-built Odfjell tanker.
Another great name . . . with a recent itinerary running mostly between the Gulf of Mexico and Scandanavia. Moonlight Venture . . . seems to hint at subterfuge. Brendan J. Bouchard is a vessel I can’t recall seeing much around the sixth boro.
And Baltic Merchant, another great name, though one that accurately reflects its itinerary.
All fotos yesterday by Will Van Dorp, who info above notwithstanding, is not morbid.
There are many blues in the sixth boro . . . besides my own. Saturday I caught an unexpected glimpse of King’s Point Liberator.
DonJon has their unmistakeable blue.
But then there’s this one, which mesmerized me for the first time almost six years ago and when the vessel was just off the ways.
Palva is a midsized vessel of the NesteOil fleet.
And these blues are just part of their corporate colors scheme.
No matter . . . I’m still captured by these colors,
arrested and drawn in.
Five years ago I wrote: “It’s the color of sky, water, twilight ice, and distant land.” When Palva left for sea yesterday, it’s destination was Murmansk, possibly 11 days away.
Murmansk . . . exotic though not balmy. Fair winds and frazil ice . . . if any.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who’s frustrated by wordpress interface changes which prevent the fotos from enlarging when you click on them . . . the way they used to. If anyone has a solution, let me know, svp.