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Here was 17, a reminder of what this series is about: I’m avoiding the word miscellaneous.
First, from Birk Thomas . . . a closer-up of another Blount this week. Doesn’t it share some spirit of 1960 Ford blue?
From bowsprit, who wanted to know why a scalloper was headed southbound along Manhattan the other day, the windy day? Well, I’m resisting the chance to set up an April Fool’s post . . . it was actually in the sixth boro to escape the stormy seas and 30′ PLUS waves out where it normally works. Endurance is no timid scallop boat . . .
I’ve been eager to share this assemblage of old calendar, baseball card, and mermaid bottle openers from Greenport, a place with a distinctly New England ship-building history feel. Are any of these anywhere still extant? Click here for a photo of a City Island, NY yard that once built them.
Anyone know which sixth boro regular is a triple screw? Answer follows.
Here’s Bayou Dawn getting some new skin a few weeks back.
I’m putting up this post with my apartment windows open . . . spring has vanquished winter . . so it’s time for a few photos of winter’s recent oppression. Ever wonder how the loader gets to the bottom of the hold of a bulker?
Odigitria came here with salt a few weeks back and those holds that were then filled with gleaming white minerals might now be filled with dull black stone now.
As summer gets cooer, I’m imagining doing some research on these boats and the larger tenders. When I see a buoy boat, I imagine an Elco in industrial disguise.
I took these photos less than six weeks ago, and my finger are only just now thawed out.
Thanks to Birk and bowsprit for the first two photos. All others by Will Van Dorp.
Let me know what you think that triple screw is.
Time to clear the decks for spring!
By the way, did anybody catch a photo of DSV Joseph Bisso coming through the KVK this morning?
Here was 28.
Click here for a photo of this tug showing its deep belly. How long has the canal owned her? Answer follows.
Click here for info on Arkansas-built Gelberman, here photographed yesterday pulling a tree out of the way of navigation.
Driftmaster I believe dates from 1947, making her older than me. Scroll through here for photos of Driftmaster helping with clean-up post Sandy.
Jersey City fire vessel Joseph Lovero is named for their dispatcher who died in that attack twelve and a half years ago.
343 arrived in the harbor nearly four years ago. Click here for the welcome ceremony in the harbor when she arrived in April 2010.
T-AKR 316 Pomeroy, named for a Medal of Honor winner who died on a Korean mountain at age 22, has been dry-docked in Bayonne for about a month now for maintenance.
Click here for more info on the Watson-class.
So we’re back to the beginning. Governor Roosevelt came to the canal as a steam-powered icebreaker in 1927! I’d love to see pics of canal traffic from back then.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
But yesterday, along with a partner in crime to be identified later, we discovered not just one,
not just two,
but THREE tenders, hauled out like seals.
Wanna see that again?
How about a third count, just to make sure.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, whose fingers lasted in the cold long enough to take more, too, soon.
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.
Whatzit?!! in the background with the classy leeboards. In the foreground, of course, it’s the world-infamous tug44, and in its own lair near the hideaway of Fred, in the north country approximately 200 miles north of the sixth boro.
It’s the sailing freighter Ceres, a moving cornucopia of all things edible, sixth boro bound
with auxiliary power for the Canals, where sailing is not an option.
Here Ceres exits Lock C-7.
At the tiller, it looks like Steve Schwartz, whose inimitable idea of a figurehead appears in foto 8 here affixed to sloop Woody Guthrie.
Much appreciation to Fred Wehner for all fotos here. Fair winds to Ceres.
Late October 2011, Day Peckinpaugh and Frances Turecamo float above Lock 3, post-Irene, seen here through the eyes of the master of Tug44.
Here’s Day Peckinpaugh last weekend, nose to nose with Urger, the latter here for shaft work.
Blount’s two decade old Grande Caribe applies the same design to contemporary passenger cruising. Notice the popped-down house; in this post from three years ago, the house is up. I’d love to hear from someone who’s sailed on one of these “small ship adventures.” Shipboard romance? What are the stopping off places for adventuring off the mother ship?
And compare the tug Frances Turecamo (1957) in the top foto to her incarnation now. It’s great to see her back at work.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Unrelated: Thanks to Jonathan Boulware , interim president of South Street Seaport Museum, for passing along this article and video of salvage of Astrid.
Today . . . as time constricts . . . just vessels, mostly under way, like Frances, at the confluence.
Govr. Cleveland and Eighth Sea, locking and swaying.
Eighth Sea, stopping at Rusty Anchor to lubricate a wobbly shaft . . . it was rumored.
I’m out of my depth here.
Kathleen Turecamo and Dean Reinauer, about to move RTC 106 downstream to the sixth boro.
Govr. Cleveland passing the scrap dock.
Herbert P. Brake pushing HR-Bass downstream. Crosby colors?
Benjamin Elliot at the Troy wall.
Gowanus Bay approaching the Troy lock.
Margot making a grand entrance.
Tender #3 near the Roundup.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who feels quite the time crunch right now.
First, and I quote, the roundup “began in 1999 as a way to preserve and promote the maritime industrial heritage of the State Canal System….” Many thanks to the sponsors and the volunteers. Thanks to the town for their “hawsepitality” (That’s Jed’s newly minted term.) which brings about 25,000 people to a Saratoga County town of fewer than 10,000.
What light is this illuminating the Second Avenue Bridge between the town and Peebles Island? And what is the kayaker . . .
and all these others looking at . . .
while bathed in varying light?
Waterford’s pyrotechnics are unusual because the geography makes you feel them. There’s light, sound, and some serious concussion, and that’s all one thing, singular. And the only thing I like more than watching the explosive colors is to see what they illuminate. . . like Mame Faye and the glassy water–after an almost shower–at the confluence of the Erie Canal and the Hudson River.
Scroll through here for my video of the show four years ago.
I’m awed by the power and flash reflected in this fresh water. Click here for my fotos from the first roundup I attended seven years ago.
And then it’s morning and time to clean up, check
the condition on the barge, move
the tow to a place where the ebris can be offloaded, and
send in the underwater inspection expert.
For that underwater inspection of prop and flanking rudders . . . that’s tomorrow’s post.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who needs to get to his paying job.
Here’s a fireworks post I did a little over a year ago.
It’s the weekend after Labor Day in Waterford, time to call a muster.
And stuff starts happening. Atlantic Hunter arrives via the highway.
Tug-of-the-Year Gowanus Bay travels from the south.
Buffalo parades from Waterford back to Waterford.
Grand Erie travels as the dais.
As the parade approaches the Waterford Visitors Center, a water salute awaits Eighth Sea,
Frances, Margot, and Benjamin Elliott . . .
as well as Cornell and Iron Chief.
Parts B and more soon. All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who met great people, missed many others, and heard fabulous stories to be followed up on soon.
Actually the key is making it possible for the helicopter to find you. In some cases, assisting the task of arriving at your location makes the difference between life and death; things don’t always go so well. On a windy unsettled afternoon last week I happened to be there when
an obsessively circling C-130 over Oswego’s lighthouse demanded attention. I wish I’d stumbled onto this scene the day they trained search & rescue with a Reaper drone. Here’s another link about that drill.
As it was, the helicopter here working with the USCG puzzled me, and
having no VHF or binoculars, I couldn’t tell whether the debris on the jetty was just drifted remains of a Lake Ontario shoreline tree, but
someone had certainly swum to proximity of rescuer.
In the half hour that followed at least a half dozen “winchings up” and “down” before
it returned to USCG Station Oswego. Click here for their flickr page. Click here for info on the blue-yellow structure to the lower left, NYS Derrick Boat 8, the last steam-powered barge (with dredge capabilities at one time) on the Erie Canal . . . maybe even in New York . DB8 is also known as Lance Knapp, named for a salvage diver.
A half year ago I watched a helicopter rescue drill here.
All fotos taken within an hour by Will Van Dorp. Here was my previous swimming post.
PS: Enjoy the additional fotos below from the Port of Oswego, showing schooner OMF Ontario, LT-5, and fishtug Eleanor D, and Oswego West Pierhead Light.