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Here’s the latest bunch of fotos from my daughter. I’m guessing the high spirits on board here must have attracted her attention . . . .
Chances are you won’t travel on one of these if you’ll be in Rio for the World Cup or the Olympics; here’s what the newer ferries will look like.
Researching Dialcar III led to very little directly, but I stumbled onto this huge trove . . .
The scene in Guanabara Bay, with William C. O’Malley in the foreground. Who was O’ Malley? Anyhow, researching the vessel led–once again–to this Brazilian blog by Erik Azevedo. Erik . . you still there? Onde você está?
Closer up of another pilot . . . 09 . .
Another Norwegian in Rio . . . Olympic Triton.
Ipanema, another great old ferry. See a promo video and hear the language here.
Which brings us back to our fishing boat . . .
Muito obrigado to my daughter Myriam for these fotos. Just this week I learned of a Brazilian singer-songwriter playing in the outer boros of NYC. Hear Mallu Magalhães here in English and here and here in Portuguese.
If you’re new to this blog, back in July 2013 I devoted 25 posts to Rio.
The profile was unusual for me . . . with such a complex afterdeck.
The name is somewhat familiar, although the BJ prefix makes all the difference. Function?
Birds hanging out on the bulbous bow?
It’s an anchor handling tug named
Maersk Terrier, one of ten of this specific type. Here is a list of the wealth of support/supply vessels in Maersk’s fleet
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
But first, an orange digression leaving the Narrows this morning under the tow of Michael J. McAllister, with Resolute alongside. Is it
Senator John J. Marchi or Guy V. Molinari? These years maintenance is done in Virginia, and here are fotos from just under a year ago of Marchi at sea. Is special ballasting need to facilitate better towing of a ferry? What other preps happen before a tow like this?
The juice in this post is here, my reason for getting out at daybreak.
She and escort passed Discovery Coast at the east end of the KVK.
Turecamo Girls throws on some extra anti-skidmark gear as she escorts the juice ship.
The juice ships are my favorite, although I prefer the lines of the previous Orange Star to this newer vessel. My fotos of Orange Star fleetmates include Orange Blossom, Bebedouro, Orange Wave, and Orange Sun. I don’t believe I’ve gotten a foto of Orange Sky. An unexpected detail about these tankers is that they are managed/operated from the peerless maritime nation of Switzerland.
All fotos this morning by Will Van Dorp.
For some great fotos of lakers laid up about 500 miles from here in Sarnia, check out tugboathunter here. He found some frozen-in tugs there too.
Here are segments 1–5.
New York City is one of those places where tens of thousands of restaurants serve food from every imaginable region on earth. Scroll through the NYTimes restaurant list for a small sampling. Ditto music venues with sounds of the world.
The vessel below caries a mundane product that also travels from an obscure region. Guess?
It’s not oil, like the product Scotty Sky delivers. Oil itself is quite exotic in that it arrives from geological eras in our planet’s unimaginable past.
er . . . make that Patrick Sky. Sorry.
And Patrick Sky delivered nothng to our mystery vessel, named for a Norse god, Balder. Either that, or the name derives from a landscape that more denuded now that before . . . balder? Actually the cargo comes from a place that nearly a century and a half ago saw a mineral-motivated War of the Pacific. And the product is . . .
salt. New yorkers can pride themselves that their roads, come ice and snow, sport Peruvian salt.
So in a few weeks–maybe–when this salt ends up on streets and sidewalks, pick some unmelted granules up and smell it.
You may catch hints of kiwicha and quinoa, and hearing strains of charanga, you might find your feet moving to the beat of a diablada.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Cape Washington left today, following in the wake of Lia. Zim Beijing came in; I’m guessing “my” Bebedouro will leave soon, and the pace of ins-outs is such that I have to content myself seeing in on AIS.
Although I’m intrigued with names and itineraries like OOCL Oakland and
Zim Qingdao back here yesterday,
traffic longterm runs together and
goes out of focus and even
For a moment, that is. HS Livingstone entered the harbor Saturday morning, and by midmorning Sunday, it’s off Atlantic City making for Baltimore.
inbound, then outbound . . .
I wonder about the blur for the mariner of these global box vessels. Here’s a question I have insufficient info to answer: Pick a year like 1940, and the number of dockworkers that year per ton of cargo transferred between ship and shore. Now compare the tonnage of freight handled on the docks of NYC in 1940 and 2012 and thereby calculate how many dockworkers would be needed in 2012 using the 1940 dockworker/ton rate. And why? Check out this article in today’s NYTimes called “…Rise of the Machines.”
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Any guesses what’s driving the tempest here?
gCaptain posted a great story about a pizza delivery . . . and a bone for the the ship’s dog Alley. What’s this then? What resolve will Alley summon among its crew?
Smit Amandla stretches the line nearly to the breaking point for two straight hours. Imagine the fuel bill for 16,000 hp chrning at load for 120 minutes! More on Smit Amandla here. And here. Her sister ship, Wolraad Woltemade was broken up at Alang just two years ago. See a foto of her awaiting her fate here.
Over there, anchored beside Smit Amandla . . . this orange vessel . . . no it just can’t be . . . Super Servant 3?!@#@!?? Dockwise is everywhere these days, it seems.
Many many thanks to Colin, who put all his more productive impulses on hold in order to snap these shots and share the story. Bravo to the towing team, the pizza delivery guys, the crew, and . . . of course . . . Alley, ship’s mutt.
Time for some of that pizza and tea, Colin?
And two posts in one day . . . I’m not going to make that a rule, but this news couldn’t wait.
Since I woke up this May morning from a dream about attending a meditation session, the logical choice is to start my day writing a post that reflects upon–well–preservation. Two weeks ago I wrote about the Alwyn Vincent project. To quote the site, “she’s finally out,” and on the steel wheels ‘n rails of a synchrolift.
She was getting her “haircut and a shave” even before she stopped moving. When all logistical arrangements converge, the late 1950s tug will travel over-the-road 60 or so miles to its new life, as a functioning steam tug on a freshwater reservoir.
To support the self-described ‘Bunch of Crazy Farmers’ (personified by Andy, in orange below) who now own the tug, the Alwyn website says they “selling space for banners of about 1 metre square, at R5 000 ($US 639.30). The advertisements are mostly in connection with agricultural products and services, partly because everybody knows who are responsible for saving this historic vessel! Partly also, it’s because those are the firms we know, support and can ask!”
I suppose they’d accept US sponsors as well; book your space on the hull! Contact Elma on firstname.lastname@example.org
told some of the story. A sister vessel–New York Central #16–was saved only to end tragically at the Bourne Bridge rotary in Massachusetts, just six years ago.
The late Don Sutherland told of spending the last night aboard #16 . . . I wish I’d recorded his telling that story. I have recorded Norman Brouwer telling the story of buying this pierside house from #16 from the late John J. Witte, and I hope to share details of that project soon.
Not everything can be preserved . . . On Friday I caught Cheyenne –a current Witte (officially DonJon Marine) tug–heading from the East River into the Upper Bay pushing a load of (I believe) fine scrap, chopped up pieces bound for recycling. Just a week ago, Cheyenne was pushing some preserved vintage jets.
Some valuable artifacts might not be saved much longer unless dreams convert into reality and $$; others like Liemba and Yavari seem to live way beyond their expected lifespans in spite of their being out of the spotlight.
Which brings up this part of a dream: Partners in Preservation is dangling cash $US 3 million, and . . .<<<Tug Pegasus (1907) and Waterfront Museum Barge aka Lehigh Valley 79 (1914) have teamed up in a grant application for $$ for preservation work each vessel needs. As a component of the decision-making about who gets the $$, Partners in Preservation have a “socialmedia-meter” running from now until May 21. To help Pegasus and Lehigh Valley 79 register high on this “meter,” you can do two things from wherever on the planet you may be: 1) befriend them on Facebook and get dozens of your friends to befriend them as well, and 2) vote DAILY here. DAILY! Seems like a crazy way to run an election, but . . . that’s social media and in this case, the cause is worthy.>>>
And later this afternoon–1300–1700h I’ll be down on Pier 25 minding the plank between 79 and Pegasus, as part of Partners in Preservation “open house” weekend.
Thanks to Colin Syndercombe for the Cape Town fotos; all others by Will Van Dorp.
Sort of related, here’s a “tale of two projects” post from about a year ago.
Chain link fence topped by accordion razor wire coils stand exposed only after a solid steel door is raised and an even heavier drawbridge lowered . . . what is this?
Unrelated . . . Grande Marocco left not quite a week ago for . . . Dakar. With all those cars up on the top splash deck (monkey deck??), I’m left wondering . . among other things . .
I’m wondering what Grimaldi ships to places like Cotonou and Banjul in West Africa.
Graphics on ships . . . if Charles Fazzino has been designated official artist of OpSail NY 2012, I wonder if we can expect designs like these on tall ships in less than a month . .. How did he get chosen? By whom? To what end? Who else was considered?
And one more from the north coast by Michigan Exposures . . . who might be planning a foray into the sixth boro . . . it’s Arthur M. Anderson. If Titanic had its Carpathia, then Edmund Fitzgerald had its Arthur . . . unfortunately too late. I love the mild-dazzle paint on these vessels. Arthur is a product of the American Ship Building Company yard in Lorain, OH . . . another manufacturing center transformed into . . housing. If you don’t know the Lightfoot Fitzgerald song, here’s the link. Otherwise, check out this supremely moody foto of a laker.
I had planned something different, and this foto is certainly NOT great, but . . . what it shows is River Wisdom Qingdao, China-bound and Duncan Island Red Hook, Brooklyn, USA-bound. They’re passing each other at sea level Pacific side just “south” of the Miraflores locks.
Here was River Wisdom about a half hour earlier. Any idea what she paid for the transit? Warning . . . I don’t know the answer, but I can come close. Number of vessel transits annually? Answer follows.
Some answers or attempted ones: PTCC Tortugas paid over $200,000 to transit the Canal. In cash. At least 48 hours in advance. The alternative is 8000 miles around Cape horn and about two additional weeks . . . . Richard Halliburton swam the Canal in August 1928. Took him 10 days. Cost him 36 cents!
For River Wisdom, New York PLUS 7 days put her here. Balboa PLUS 30 days will put her in Qingdao.
Might Duncan Island arrive with her bananas and other tropical fruit at the dock in Red Hook around March 22? (Just looked it up . . . they could be there already the 18th!!!.)
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, in the past two hours.
Quick post . . . more on the 1934 Panama-built B/E Atlas III. My guess about the B/E is that it’s Spanish for “barco d’educación” since it’s a training vessel. Actually, check this site for dozens of “canal zone” era fotos and newer ones.
Let me focus on the Z-Tech tugs a bit. Click here for more info on them. Kamari . . . have seen it in New York’s sixth boro… here assisted Atlantic-bound by Calovedora on the stern as Dolega heads back south for the next job. I’ve never seen a paint job like the one on the lighthouse.
Sub-sea construction oilfield services vessel Intrepid here geta assisted by Cacique on on bow and
Besides all the construction you see in the background, the foreground shows the Panama Canal Railway. Originally I’d planned to take the passenger service up to Colon, but I decided to stay here and watch a day go by from relatively the same perspective, like hanging at my “offices” on the KVK. Note in the background the vessel above the Miraflores lock waiting for traffic to flow Pacific-bound.
Passenger service runs north early in the morning and south late in the afternoon. Victims of SS Central America, their pockets and bags stuffed with California gold passes from the Pacific to the Atlantic on this railroad. One of my favorite books in Ship of Gold in the Deep Blue Sea.