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imagine my surprise and delight when
her own power, accompanied by music from her own Cat 3512.
Tangentially related and from the other side of the continent, check out these blog posts (thanks to Tom Larkin) on
Log broncs (a variation on truckable tugs)
A collage of wooden boats and other delights.
Unrelated: See a new blog on my blogroll: the Newtown Pentacle; Newtown, as in the Creek. Also, another swimming post from Capt JP on swimming with urchins. Oh, the stories I could tell about my close encounters with fire coral in the Red Sea. Leave it to Frogma (I added this late the other day) to tell a pleasant tale about the swimming with parrotfish and their friends.
All fotos but the one directly below were taken yesterday, but what you see below is what John J. Harvey, ex-Engine 57, Engine 86, and Marine 2, does: in its prime, it pumped up to 18,000 gallons per minute. And now, the vessel and crew get invited from near and far to pump these prodigious amounts of water; I’ll call it the wet equivalent of fireworks . . . waterworks!!
Yesterday, thanks the the Harvey crew and Bernie & friends, I traveled Harvey the 6.5 hours to Poughkeepsie, queen of the Hudson.
Seven a.m. sharp departure was delayed by sizeable traffic in the middle of the channel (just forward of Bel Espoir 2) , but
other traffic–Comet southbound and Patapsco north–kept to the Jersey side.
At the Passenger Terminal, Taurus and Caribbean Sea stand by with a bunker barge for the sizeable traffic, shown earlier, delivering a morning load of travellers.
Lucy Reinauer waits at anchor with RTC 83, as Patapsco trails us, pushing fuel northbound.
Local traffic moves south with any serviceable conveyance.
Off the Palisades across from the Yonkers sugar mill, Falcon waits. Note that two Falcons at least inhabit the sixth boro, one is K-Sea and the other is green. Anyone know who operates this Falcon and Socrates and where the sugar comes from?
Just north of Tappan Zee we encounter Glen Cove, pushing stone.
Patrolman Walburger Launch No. 5 greets us in that same stretch of the river.
Harvey purrs and rides very steady in minor river chop, here passing Newburgh.
Poughkeepsie is almost in view.
The captain explains the difference between the larger and smaller diameter wheels (the smaller serves as a switch to trigger the larger).
Deck crew demonstrate their impressive line toss skill.
With only a short break before Harvey is called to perform, some crew (Carl, Huntley [captain], and Lucy) kicks back.
I wished I could have stayed but . .
before the water fest began, many of us took the train back to Grand Central.
Waterworks, fireworks, or just plain working, Happy Independence Day. John Adams, one of the luminaries of this day 233 years ago, suggests the following celebratory events: “pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more.” Harvey, a bell boat, brings pomp, show, water guns aka monitors, puts out bonfires, and entertains during illuminations. I think Adams would come aboard with enthusiasm.
As you recall in enjoyment your 4 July BBQs, consider Henry Hudson’s grub of a then-insignificant-date, 4 July 1607, Gregorian calendar, bacalao, hard tack, and genever after watch.
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp.