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Your own galley turns out some delicious fare, but sometimes you feel a craving for take out, for pizza that comes in a box, which is not so easy when you’re away from shore, but then, delivery . . .
for all! And even an average pizza is
delectable! And the photos, they give an exquisite hint of sixth boro culture. Sometimes bumboats –like this one once did on the Great Lakes–do this, and more regularly crew boats do. No matter how an unexpected pizza gets delivered, the very unexpectedness of it makes it even tastier.
Thanks much to Don for use of these photos, especially for you who didn’t see them on FB.
Summertime brings folks out to all the geology along the north Brooklyn side of the East river.
And Sunday I finally made it to the Brooklyn Barge, and I’m sorry I waited so long. I went there via the East River Ferry, getting off at India Street and walking around via West and Milton. I highly recommend the fish tacos and the shrimp tacos.
Here’s where you pick up the food after the magic has been done.
Of course, the Media Boat fleet was out and busy, and
the juxtaposition possibilities are great on a summer weekend.
Imagine the possibilities for a Spencer Tunick installation, partly on the hillock and partly on the scrap metal . . . . Of course, I’m don’t know if all the stakeholder would agree, so I’ll just imagine those oxidized shapes on the scow and those fleshy forms on the hillock have been painted that way by Mr. Tunick.
What will bring me back to this part of the East River soon–other than the tacos–is this air traffic, dodging
PWCs and ferries.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, whose next post will be “whale watching summertime.”
If you’re looking for summer reading, check out this list.
If you’re going to the market event in Manhattan today, look for signs like this, painted what must be Ceres
blue. This is the west end of the Brooklyn Navy Yard, closest to Vinegar Hill. Beyond the East River there, protruding into the sky to the right, that’s the empire State Building. Ceres has arrived, and
Excuse the poor quality foto. Could someone explain the dried (?) birds’ wings?
There was seaweed . . .
wild artichokes, and much much more.
Morgan O’Kane played, parents shopped and talked, and and kids danced.
If you’re local and have time, get down to the New Amsterdam Market today . . . on the opposite side of the river here.
Congratulations to Erik and the team for a very big accomplishment. Although there’s lots of work left this season, season two starts up soon. Here’s some preliminary info on the vessel, which was modified in the construction. In case you’re wondering . . . Erik’s estimate is that Ceres sailed only about twenty percent of the trip.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who alone is responsible for any errors in reporting.
Vermont Sail Freight . . . south bound. Click here for their ports of call and dates. More fotos courtesy of Fred Wehner.
I’m eager to see them with masts stepped and sails billowing.
If anyone wishes to contribute fotos of the vessel making her way south and calling at ports headed south, please get in touch.
artifacts are mostly
is it an enterprise of
Read how the Danes and Dutch already do it. These Dutch from Tres Hombres wanted to sail into the sixth boro last year but were stymied by red tape. Then there’s the Vermont working sailcraft project discussed here. Andrew Wilner has more examples in his blog here. Here’s a veritable bibliography of hybrid sail ideas.
Working Harbor Committee presents a panel discussion of this topic tonight from 6 pm — 9 pm in Manhattan. Click here for details.
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp. The disintegrating sailboat fotos were taken near Bear Mountain last weekend, and the Black Seal three-masted schooner fotos date from when it delivered 20 tons of cocoa beans to Red Hook in June 2011. Here and here are related blog posts I did back then.
I heard that whales frolicked out in the Ambrose this morning. Maybe they too felt their hearts quicken as Bebe approached. My bebe’s back!!
Bebe . . . it used to be someone else, but now it’s you. Only you can make the sunshine so sweet in February.
juice don’t mix, I know. I’ll wait and bask under the perfect sky.
But soon enough, these couplings will be engaged and the sweetest nectar will flow.
Ok ok . . . let me scale it back. Bebedouro is a municipality in Sao Paulo state renowned for the orange juice industry.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
And yes, whales did frolic in the Ambrose this morning. I am looking for a word derivation of Bebedouro. When I first saw it, I imagined a permutated “hard baby,” but then I caught a drift of drinking gold . . . although my online translator also comes up with “ouro” as to make crazy . . . as in baby, you make me crazy! But I realize now I’ve gone way far overboard.
Check out this gallery of fruit juice tankers that ply the oceans . . . maybe making the sea mammals go crazy.
#1 was here.
It’s June. Might you be suffering from hypoclupea . . . deficiency of herring? Read what the celebrated neurologist Oliver Sacks writes about treatment here, as published in the New Yorker two years ago. Hypoclupea can leave you blase, bleached, apathetic . . .
dried out . . . as Miss Callie herself is feeling these days. To see Miss Callie in her element among the fishes, click here.
exchange cash or credit at the nearest purveyor of “new catch holland herring,” and you’ll find your zest for life just
returns! You might even end up seeing mermaids without having to go to the latest Depp/Disney show.
And finally, last but not least, you’ll see a new image of “tugster” on the upper left side of this blog; click on the image and you’ll see part of an article that appeared in Jack Tar Issue #5. Watercolor is by Herb Ascherman of Cold is the Sea blog. Another great example of his work is cover on Jack Tar #5.
Using what’s stowed in this vessel and the one from two days back–Black Seal–you’d have “fixins” for lots of
What impressed me, though, since I could observe it, was the quick tie up and turn around: Albermarle Islandapproaches the dock at 8 a.m. with assistance from Brendan Turecamo and Margaret Moran, who
I’m left wondering about the story of these bananas in both the weeks before and after this docking. Here’s a start. Bowsprite drew a sister of Albermarle here, and I wrote about the previous generation of reefer vessels in the sixth boro over three years ago here. Anyone know what happened to the smaller “Ocean” class, and why the “Island” class calls at Red Hook rather than Howland Hook?
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp, who wrote about shipment of another commodity here.
Thoughts of anything but summer . . . with its adventures and gallivants . .. are elusive, for me. Dana Spiotta writes of that in tomorrow’s NYTimes magazine, recounting a voyage on the Erie Canal by rowboat with Tide and Current Taxi‘s very own Marie Lorenz. You could go fishing: both Marlin and Minnow are currently in the sixth boro.
A week from now you could swim around Manhattan . . . or volunteer to keep swimmers safe by emailing firstname.lastname@example.org
In a week you could go to the Clearwater Festival.
Next Saturday . . . the sea will again boil with hot blood and creatures rarely seen will emerge and parade. It’s the 29th
annual Mermaid Parade and Ball!!!
Thanks, Yen, for that foto.