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A random gallivant around the sixth boro the other day showed these boats, starting with Iron Mike (1977) under the Williamsburg Bridge.
a trio of Navigator (1981), Susan Miller (1981) , and Quantico Creek (2010) over by Con Hook,
Robert IV (1975) a little farther north and east,
Scott Turecamo (1998) headed for the Kills,
HMS Liberty (1978) in the anchorage,
Amberjack (1981) facing Yonkers,
Barry Silverton (2015) swinging toward the Palisades, and
Rhea I. Bouchard (1982) making way for a point up north.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Sometimes I know what these are or it is. In this case, I don’t. Photo is not the sharpest, but this cargo does intrigue.
Likely, the top photo and the two below are unrelated. Ashley Hutto took the top on Sunday, and I took the bottom two Saturday.
The cargo on the barge pushed by Sarah Ann is uncovered and looks more like an art project, whereas the cargo pushed by Susan Miller looks more utilitarian, but I’ve erred before.
Do you remember this cargo from November 2012? I knew what it was, but I would not otherwise have guessed that it would become
part of this.
Many thanks to Ashley for the top photo; all others by Will Van Dorp.
Mr. Henry works for Barry Graham Oil Services.
Thor is one large tractor tug.
I’m not sure what vessel that is in the foreground, but
whereas these rigs have not yet been promoted–or demoted–to museum service.
One of these years, i’ll have to gallivant this way. Many thanks to the secret salts.
Given the glorious sunshine, the transition from summer to fall begs another series. Let’s start with Maule,
2/3s of her escort, and
a fraction of her crew.
Following in Maule‘s wake, Helsinki Bridge arrives, here with half its escort.
McKinley Sea traverses the Upper Bay and passes
In the harbor was Cordula Jacob and Seastar, as seen from two angles.
with some ferries and a Miller’s Launch crew boat.
Caitlin Ann and
Miss Lizzy work the AK and in the
KVK, for the last day, there are two glorious ships with bright futures . . .
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Type the word training into the search window to the left on this page and you’ll get a variety of posts, as here. And truth be told, many other options exist for summer training and sea time for ocean academy students; I met cadets from at least three on my “go west” trip. Yesterday David Silver got me advance notice of when this training ship would leave port; thanks to him, I got these photos.
Kimberly Turecamo assisted, as did Julia Miller and Amy C McAllister.
By 1230 Friday, she was west of the Brooklyn Bridge and headed for sea,
for Maine, and by
this posting, she’s already east of Cape Cod.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Click here to watch David Silver’s 20-minute video of her departure from pier side.
So were the words of a bold attendant to Queen Victoria when the royal yacht was bested by a strange-looking upstart vessel from the former colonies called America. As the Queen revealed her ignorance of the rules, I too must confess that–like a an inhabitant recently retrieved from a remote island and watching a MLB or NFL game for the first time–I was largely unaware of what I was seeing. No matter, I enjoyed it and hope you enjoy these photos.
First, the muster. If you want the instructions, click here.
It certainly appears the Japanese boat here is being towed. Is this to demonstrate the foiling or train for it? Here’s an explanation of how these 3000-pound vessels fly .. . or foil.
If it seems that all the boats are identical except for the sponsors, you’re right.
The logo at the top of all the mainsails is for Louis Vuitton. Can someone explain why a trunk maker chooses to sponsor this race? Isn’t it somewhat like an Indy car race sponsored by Victorias Secret, Epifanes, or Penguin Books?
No matter, notice the throngs along the shore and the ledge of the building to the left? I think of the third and fourth paragraphs from Moby Dick:
“Go from Corlears Hook to Coenties Slip, and from thence, by Whitehall, northward. What do you see?—Posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pier-heads; some looking over the bulwarks of ships from China; some high aloft in the rigging, as if striving to get a still better seaward peep. But these are all landsmen; of week days pent up in lath and plaster—tied to counters, nailed to benches, clinched to desks. How then is this? Are the green fields gone? What do they here?
But look! here come more crowds, pacing straight for the water, and seemingly bound for a dive. Strange! Nothing will content them but the extremest limit of the land; loitering under the shady lee of yonder
warehouses Battery Park City will not suffice. No. They must get just as nigh the water as they possibly can without falling in. And there they stand—miles of them—leagues. Inlanders all, they come from lanes and alleys, streets avenues—north, east, south, and west. Yet here they all unite. Tell me, does the magnetic virtue of the needles of the compasses of all those ships attract them thither?”
The answer to that last question, it seems, is Yup!
I’m intrigued by this power cat . . . the timing vessel. Is its work called telemetry? Anyone tell me more about what instrumentation it contains? I’m wondering if this will be the official timer for the larger boat race next year in Bermuda.
I’m posting these photos earlier than usual today in hopes that they may prompt anyone who missed the race yesterday to brave the weather and watch today.
I’ll post some more tomorrow.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, who is grateful to Gerard Thornton for this platform. Click here (and scroll) for a photo of Eric R. Thornton.
Random, but mostly a celebration of orange. Click here and you’ll see how obsessive i’ve been about these juice tankers. More even than about wine tankers, which I’ve no knowledge of ever seeing. Milk tankers, you ask? Well, if you mean the ones that travel from farm to processing/bottling plant, I’m familiar with them but no pics.
Shanghai Trader came in the same day.
Stealth Berana, here with Scott Turecamo and New Hampshire lightering, seems to have undergone a name-change recently.
Back to the juice tanker, it seems that fewer than a dozen of these vessels carry one-fourth of the world supply!
Here’s another shot of Caroline Oldendorff with ABC-1 at stern starboard quarter and Nicholas Miller passing along port. Go, Nicholas.
Zim Tarragona is named for an ancient port.
A juice tanker called Southern Juice was renamed to the last three letters of its name “ICE” for its trip to Bangladesh breakers beach. See the story here on p. 19/20.
The salt bulker Aghia Skepi is named for a Greek Orthodox holy day.
Finally, Orange Sun . . . you’d think it would have an orange hull, like the Staten Island ferry in the background, right?
All photos of the sixth boro activities by Will Van Dorp.
If you have a lot of free time, you can trace this back to the first installment.
These photos are all from the past week, starting out with Bouchard Boys, 1975.
Pelham, 1960. Behind her is USNS Red Cloud.
Barney Turecamo (1995) and
Scott Turecamo (1998).
Eric R. Thornton (1960)
Jill Reinauer (1967) and Dace Reinauer (1968) with RTC 61.
Add Stephen-Scott (1967) and Ruth M. Reinauer (2008) pushing RTC 102.
Margaret Moran (1979) starting a backing-down of Heina with
James D. Moran (2015). More on this backing down later this week.
Captain D (1974) with CVA-604.
Meagan Ann (1975)
Frances (1957) and I think I know the crewman forward of the house.
And finally, I put this photo here because of a boat in the background. Is that Kristy Ann Reinauer (1962)? I thought she was scrapped half a year ago already. Hmm.
Other boats here are L. to r.) Realist, Kristy Ann, Hubert Bays, Long Splice, Samantha Miller, Stephen B, and Hunt Girls, which has been in the yard there for (?) two years now?
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Here are previous posts in this series.
These photos come thanks to Jonathan Steinman, who keeps vigil on the East River. Here, he reports from a week ago, “construction of Rockefeller University’s River Campus continues apace … see Susan Miller guiding a barge and crane into position.”
While the day passes, Paul Andrew (?) comes by with a recycling barge, I believe. Here’s an interesting article by David Gelles on the effect tumbled oil prices have had on the recycling business.
And that’s Kimberly Poling . . . but has her color scheme changed back slightly? Or just snow in my eyes?
And on a day when the sixth boro is seeing single digit temperatures, I know it’s inhuman to post these next two photos. I took them about three weeks ago in this location, where I started my sailing project. Any guesses?
Here’s a shot I took about a mile south of the previous photo.
Answer tomorrow. Meanwhile, if you need warming up, here’s my tribute to today . . . .
Thanks to Jonathan for the first three photos; Will Van Dorp took the last two.
Picking up this retrospective post with the beginning of May 2015, it’s a nearly 40-year-old and tired Barents Sea, waiting then as now for what’ll likely be a “fish habitat” future.
Here’s first glimpse of an early June trip I’ve never reported on via this blog. More on this vessel will appear soon–currently working in the Dominican Republic. The red vessel in the distance is F. C. G. Smith, a Canadian Coast Guard survey boat.
Eastern Dawn pushes Port Chester toward the Kills.
I’m omitting a lot from my account here;
The end of July brought me back to the south bank of the KVK watching Joyce D. Brown go by. July was a truly trying month . . is all I’ll say for now.
In early August Wavertree awaited the next step into its rehab, and I
made a gallivanting stop in New Bedford, a place I’d not visited in too long.
All photos by will Van Dorp.