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Here was the first post with this title, from almost 9 years ago! But for the first image of Cheyenne, I can go back to February 2007 here.
Anyhow, less than a half hour after leaving the dock in Port Newark, she rounds the bend near Shooters Island,
departs the modified Bayonne Bridge,
exits the KVK for the Upper Bay and North River . . .
and a half day later, shows up in Poughkeepsie, as recorded by Jeff Anzevino and
Glenn Raymo.
Jeff and Glenn, thanks. Uncredited by Will Van Dorp.
And Cheyenne, tugboat of the year but not present then at the 2015 Tugboat Roundup in Waterford . . . she’ll be there this year on her way to a new home a good 1000 nm to the west. Here and here are my photos from 2015, which already seems long ago. I’ll miss the Roundup this year because I’ll be eastbound on the waterways from Chicago, but there’s a chance we’ll pass Cheyenne on the way!!
Is she the last Bushey tug to leave the sixth boro? If so, it’s a transition in an era or something . . . .
Safe travels and long life in the fresh waters out west.
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All I know about these photos is that they were in frames in the Baldwinsville Lockmaster’s office. He didn’t know who took them or what year they were taken. Can anyone answer those questions or identify any of the people shown in the photos of Sheila Moran, Cheyenne, and the Great Lakes tugs (I think) called Pennsylvania and Maryland.
The top photo comes thanks to firegirl; all other are by Will Van Dorp, who wishes he could say at least half of the boats on the Canal ARE like Cheyenne . . . commercial.
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.
Here was a post about a dense traffic day as well as a busy day.
Here was number 6 in this series. It occurred to me this afternoon to rename the whole series “weather overwater,” as a tip of the hat to Dr. Jeff Masters and his site. His 18-minute TED talk at the link with his name on it is worth the 18 minutes. And what do you imagine happens on and over sixth boro water on a day like this . . . ?
The usual. Diane B pushes a fuel barge, leaving BW Amazon behind,
Cheyenne consolidates scrap,
Davis Sea pushes oil somewhere up river as she did here and here,
Susana S, in the same location here a year ago, takes on bunkers. . .
. . . along with Stavanger Breeze.
Fishing goes on, and pilots
do their thing no matter the weather since 1694.
More bad weather coming . . . so what. Not that it’s easy, though.
Here was 3, about a year ago.
These fotos were all taken yesterday afternoon and evening. Shannon McAllister . . . a new one for me, an ex-Winslow boat, although here’s a sister Winslow boat that appeared here more than five years ago. Yes, the Colgate clock is in the process of being reconstructed.
It’s yacht Manhattan, heading for the Statue under a glorious crepuscular sky.
While waiting for the appearance of the holy grail, I chanced to looked at all the lights in the Manhattan sky, including this one which I
documented arriving and positioning a little less than a year ago.
And here, transporting Bakken crude down and out the Hudson, it’s
Afrodite, which recently appeared here. While on the subject of names, my sister recently passed King Coffee, and a tanker currently in the sixth boro goes by Chance. Might there be a vessel out there somewhere named Random? Here’s the closest I could find.
And here–with many thanks to Dock Shuter–who credits the links to Patrick Landewe, keeper of the Saugerties Light, something rare special also pictured here the other day, Cheyenne pushing a BLUE 737 upriver to Albany a few days ago!!! Here and here are parts of the story. Many thanks to Dock and Patrick. Here are some previous Dock fotos.
Since Shannon McAllister is new to me, let me end this post with her passing Shelby between lower Manhattan and Jersey City late yesterday afternoon. Here’s Shelby with a unique cargo a year and a half ago.
Unless otherwise attributed, all fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated: In fall 1997, the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree traveled down river from Stony Point on a truck ON A BARGE. Does anyone know where/how I can find any photos of this event, this trip? Here’s the kids’ book version.
Not all . . . . but some boats turned blue as in in this post here. Like Cheyenne, whose
colors over the years are well-documented by
Birk and Harold in their site here.
The same is true for Caitlin Ann, who
has worked for over half century. Birk and Harold have some documentation of her past lives, although I’m wondering if anyone can help with fotos of her West Coast lives.
Their fotos have gaps also with the half-century-youngster Thomas D. Witte, who even had a lifetime as a head-ducking canaler, a fact that amazes me. I’d love to see a foto of Thomas, head-down.
Ditto Atlantic Salvor, for whom I wish I had snaps taken as she traversed the canals between Lake Erie and the Atlantic Ocean end of 2011 into 2012.
But as I said . . . not all GET blued. Some start their lives in DonJon blue. I have not seen this vessel yet, but zoom-eyed Isaac up in Detroit has. Admire the blue vastness of Ken Boothe Sr. and her endless barge Lakes Contender. Isaac posts lots of fotos, so you’ll have to enjoy almost 20 fotos before you get to Ken Boothe Sr.
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp.
When I was in high school upstate, I had to read this novel about drums . . and history.
Now imagine this interior monologue . . . our speaker doesn’t read much . . . he works and then goes to the river to fish with his best friend the bottle . . . a riverine Rip van Winkle. He slings in some bait, he dozes, he hears an approaching engine . . . and he sees this!
He shuts and reopens his eyes . . . and it’s closer. He rubs his eyes . . . and it’s still there. He flings the cursed bottle into . . . nearest recycling bin (of course), swears to mend his dissolute ways, and runs along the bank yelling “OMG!! It’s a Douglas F3D Skynight!!” He just happens to “favorite” that aircraft of all the ones ever developed . . . because of having built a model of one as a boy.
Our Rip has found new purpose. The 2012 Erie Canal season has delivered the vehicle to turn his life around!
He vows to walk or run or bicycle along the Erie Canal as far as he needs to in order to see where this jet will land.
Then he hears another noise … another DonJon blue tugboat pushing a scow laden with
OMFG!! He has no idea, and all the life-remedying he’d promised minutes ago . . . is in danger. He turns and walks back to where moments before he had enjoyed the bliss of fishing along the Mohawk. He stopped once and
looked back at Cheyenne and the scow. “Nah . . . that never happened,” he decided. Never.
Downriver some 100 plus miles, the day before, another blue DonJon tug had been pushing this dredge spoils scow toward the Bayonne Bridge when the 747/Shuttle flew past.
To be serious, the wonderful fotos above come compliments of Don Rittner, of the Onrust project, about which I did many posts a few years back. Here are a few representative Onrust links: 2010, September 2009 (see the last foto), May 2009, and 2008. Use the search window to find many more. Last foto is by Will Van Dorp.
The aircraft –a Skynight, a Mig-15, and a Supermarine Scimitar–have migrated from Intrepid Museum, which needs to make room for the Shuttle display, to ESAM, an upstate aerosciences museum. The blue tugboats have all appeared here before; in order they are Empire, Cheyenne, and Caitlin Ann.
When I took this foto in 2006, I knew none of the folks depicted; more about this foto at the end.
This Sunday in the sixth boro is the 19th annual tugboat race. If you are free, come down to Pier 84. Will Beth M. McAllister be there? the young Pegasus?
Viking was partly there last year. Might she race this year?
Might Tasman Sea clench her pins and sprint to the finish?
Will Bohemia lope ahead of the field?
Will Lee T Moran show just how misleading the “Gramma” part of her name is?
Will Socrates miraculously spring free from these lines and parade over the finish line first?
Will Brendan Turecamo and all these other occupied Moran vessels churn up the one-nautical-mile race course?
In previous years, the weekend following the tug race in the sixth boro, there was a tug roundup in Waterford, NY. Bad news this year: because of Irene’s reckless bluster and immoderate rain, the 2011 Waterford Tug Roundup has been cancelled. I will miss the puppytugs,
the pushoffs of fiberglass into steel,
the carefully matched performers,
the hometown favorites taking on the outatowners. But I’m not going to miss
the hospitality of Waterford and its fine folks . . . because I’m coming up anyhow. See you on the 9th or 10th.
Thanks to Stray for sending along this link to fotos of Irene devastation upriver. I feel sick. Crow and Wire, #94, 119, and 181, were at the Roundup last year. Black Knight, seen in a tugster post a week ago, shows up in #178.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Stories about parties here made this my primary destination for the recon. Binghamton is the sole survivor of six identical “double-ender” steam ferries built in Newport News, although by cursory external examination, I’d say calling her a survivor at this point is an exaggeration.
Binghamton arrived in a sixth boro at a time when 150 or so similar ferries served these waters! How many crossings carrying how many passengers would she have seen between 1905 and 1967? How many livelihoods? Her passenger capacity was 986!
Plus vehicles. In the early years that would be horses, too.
Anyone can share fotos inside in the heyday of the restaurant? How do I get permission to get fotos of her interior today? It seems tragic for her to crumble into the river like
these docks slightly to the north, which come
with their own engine parts depot. Maybe this is a remnant of the disappeared shad fishery of Edgewater. Here are names of some of the last shad fishermen. By the way, in the foto above, that’s the Way Upper West Side across the water.
From Edgewater Marina, I followed Thomas Witte and Cheyenne southbound,
past the Crab House, past these barges
of yore,
and past this pier housing with storage for cars beneath. Now if I lived here, I’d surely buy and amphicar . . . and maybe equip it like an alligator tug . . . and if 10,000 other residents of the sixth boro shoreline had similar equipment . . . I pause in contemplation.
So ends the recon report. I need to get up here again soon and then continue my tramp up to the north of the GW Bridge, where tropical
birds like these inhabit the trees. Who knows what else I might find there? I’m not in the commercial blogging business, but I do intend to check out Cafe Archetypus. Anyone recommend it?
All fotos and any errors here by Will Van Dorp.
Note: the interactive map (first image in Loose Ends 1) can get you to this area: just head north along the river. Binghamton can clearly be seen, although on the map, the crane barge is not alongside.
For some historical fotos of the area of my recent tramp, click here for railyards, banana piers, pier houses, the “bridge that never was” thank you very much, 1950s cars awaiting a ship for export, crashed ferry stabilized by a tugboat, old style planting poles for shad nets, and you can sift through here to find more nuggets.
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