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Here was 7 in the series.
BB 163 . . . is a still used antique, up on the Canal that connects the Great Lakes with the sixth boro. Some day, when it’s warmer, I hope to learn much more about these BBs, buoy boats. I’ll do more on BB 163 later. For now, I can’t look at this and NOT see the flag of Colombia or Ecuador.
Gabby has been featured here many times.
Miller Boys is a crew boat.
But really the focus here is the line boats operated by Ken’s Marine.
It might be 5 above zero or 5 below 100 F, these crews are shuttling lines from ship to shore, negotiating with crews on a vessel as well as crews on shore.
Note the ship line handler chief watching the line boat and signaling to his crew to pay out line.
Once the line boat gets to the shoreline, the shore crew takes over. Given the ice I know is on those rocks, this is a job requiring concentration and sure-footedness as well as strength.
Once lines are on, the line boat stands off until they get snugged. Then there are lots more lines to get on.
“All fast” needs to be done quickly and thoroughly. Not long after this vessel was snug, two container ships passed between Medi Osaka on this side and UACC Masafi on the other side, creating tremendous lateral pressure on all vessels, straining the lines.
But all fast is all fast. Bravo, guys.
All Fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Here’s the first post I did on this vessel more than 5 years ago.
When I saw Twin Tube–a workhorse older than me– northbound yesterday, I’d no idea we’d meet up again later. What caught my attention right then was
the lowering boom, something I’d not noticed before.
Here she is, as Electra rages, westbound in the KVK, boom lowered and supplies-laden.
And then it was explained to me . . . rather, demonstrated . . . , lower boom to get into work position.
Note the operator of the ship’s crane upper left. A week ago this crew basked in sun on tropical seas.
Now they need groceries, spare parts, stores . . . .
As a resident of and a familiar with New York’s City’s SIX boros, I feel strongly that this–and not the luxury baubles and almost ancient poets–make us a city of ships.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
. . . aka a jumble.
Below, s/v Concetta meets Charles D. McAllister (Jacksonville, FL, 1967, 94′ x 29′) in late October.
Twin Tube (Blount, 1951, 64′ x 19′) passes the polytube rack. If you click on the link in the previous sentence, you’ll see the very next completed Blount project was of Ceres, a “grain elevator.” A google search turned up no fotos. Anyone know of any?
Bow Hector in the Kills a few days ago . . . now in Morehead City. Bow! Hector!
Taft Beach . . . shuttling dredge spoils, inbound.
Sludge tanker North River noses past 118,000-bbl barge Charleston.
On Marathon Day, this was Explorer of the Seas ( I think) approaching the Narrows, as seen past the stern of Transib Bridge.
A few days ago . . . it’s Challenge Paradise. I wonder if that’s ever a command. . . .
And at the same moment, crude oil tanker Felicity. By the way, I passed between felicity and challenge paradise . .. steering clear. Both vessels are currently southbound off the coast of the Carolinas.
Finally, in the Buttermilk, it’s MAST’s r/v Blue Sea, passing Wilson Newcastle and McAllister Responder. Responder and Charles D. are two of the triplets built near the end of the run at Gibbs Gas Engine, currently a place to sleep and stroll. The last time I saw Roderick-the third triplet– in the sixth boro was here.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
. . . sometimes aka Kate’s Light. And I did a Katherine Walker post here without including the light in that post. So here’s my attempt at amends. All Robbins Reef today . . .
The tug Robbins Reef is an ex-army tug, sibling of 8th Sea, built in 1953 in Fells Point at American Electric Welding. Can anyone add info on the former American Electric Welding shipyard? National also appears to be a sibling, but I am starting to digress.
Back to the light by that name . . . in the distance.
See you at the Noble Maritime auction tonight, I hope.
Sun rays descend at 75 degrees as Shelby moves a crane 552 with boom raised as nearly to 90 degrees as it can be and still do work . . .
Joyce D. Brown . . . passes IMTT, where a crane rises
A morning RIB patrol shadows, weapon pointed upward . . .
James escorts in a parcel tanker . . . .
and here’s today’s Robbins Reef, as Twin Tube approaches . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp. I hope to see some of you at the auction tomorrow night. If you can’t make it, there’s an absentee bidding form here.
Take 2 . . . some the same, some different. Lynx southbound at 16:08.
Evening Star anchored at 16:09.
Christine McAllister anchored at 16:10.
Julia and Twin Tube attending Maersk Katarina at 16:13 at the 28 buoy.
Crystal Cutler heading for the Kills at 16:30.
Overseas Atalmar and bow of American Spirit at anchor . . . 16:37.
Another shot of Christine McAllister at 16:44.
Discovery Coast at 16:46.
Liberty V at 16:53 bound for Liberty Island . . . a crewboat.
Twisted #2 sign at the Battery looking toward Jersey City at 17:07.
Barbara McAllister preparing to remake the tow at 17:26.
Maserati VOR70 at the dock, heeled over for repairs, at 17:40
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Here was 21. 22 . . . let’s call it shifting perspectives.
The name alone arrested me . . . Sedna. I used to refer to Sedna as my retirement plan. Don’t know Sedna? Sea goddess. Back then, I imagined that when I was too old to work or enjoy life, I’d get into my kayak and paddle seaward until I met Sedna. I’m not being morbid; it’s just the reaction I imagined I’d take to a diminished quality of life.
Funny thing, though, I googled the vessel below and learned she’d had her own near-encounter with the bottom recently. Sedna Degagnes . . . we’re glad you’re spritely again.
Bow Sirius, here being provisioned by ABC-1 , is a Polish-built Odfjell tanker.
Another great name . . . with a recent itinerary running mostly between the Gulf of Mexico and Scandanavia. Moonlight Venture . . . seems to hint at subterfuge. Brendan J. Bouchard is a vessel I can’t recall seeing much around the sixth boro.
And Baltic Merchant, another great name, though one that accurately reflects its itinerary.
All fotos yesterday by Will Van Dorp, who info above notwithstanding, is not morbid.
Think of the sixth boro as a destination/origin as well as a crossroads. WMEC-905 Spencer anchored in that point of convergence as of midday.
In points not far from Spencer and the Statue, cargo destined for/originating in this port was moving only if it could transfer in the harbor, petroleum liquid, like here, congress happened between barges powered by Pati T Moran and Sassafras as Meagan Ann passes by with a scow. For debris?
Kimberly Turecamo stands by with Long Island itself . . . well, a fuel barge by that name. The spirit is greatly willing to move fuel to faltering consumers on the shore, but the distribution system is broken, for now.
Nicole Leigh Reinauer awaits the green light.
St Andrews with barge on this side and Kimberly Poling on the other . . . like thirsty twins on their mother, Glory Express.
Traversing the sixth boro . . . Marion Moran pushes LaFarge barge Adelaide to points south.
Supply boat ABC-1 passes tanker Favola.
Diane B waits with a barge. A problem is that debris like blowaway and sunken containers may lurk unseen at the transfer docks.
Doris Moran, with another LaFarge barge, makes a power turn from the North River into the East River.
A cluster of DonJon vessels–tugs Mary Alice, Thomas D. Witte, and Brian Nicholas–attend to crane barges Columbia NY and Raritan Bay on some “unwatering” project just west of the Battery Coast Guard station.
Transiting the sixth boro from south to North is Apollo Bulker. More fotos of her later. She may be headed to Albany.
Ken’s Booming & Boat Service tug Durham passes the “seeing boat” Circle Line Manhattan.
Over by the Brooklyn Navy Yard, schooner Lynx heads for the Sound, past an East River ferry.
And–this just in–as of 1900 hrs tonight, APL Sardonyx became the first container ship to enter Port Elizabeth,
escorted in by McAllister Sisters and Barbara McAllister. Interestingly, see the foto here of her as one of the first into the port post-Irene!! Here’s another shot almost exactly two years ago of APL Sardonyx.
And a bit later, APL Coral came in, escorted by Elizabeth and Ellen McAllister.
Outside the Narrows waits USS Wasp, recently here five months ago for Fleet Week. A pulse has been re-established.
I am mindful that many residents of the area are hurting. My prayers go out for relief for them soon. Folks who suffered through post-Katrina are also sending along their prayers and encouragement, their solidarity with Sandy-afflicted.
We went through a “reboot” here 14 months ago, but this one is going to be much tougher.
All manner of small vessels traverse the waters of the sixth boro. Twin Tube is truly one ageless fixture of the harbor. If I did photoshopping, I’d have the boom dangle something tantalizing over the Statue’s upstretched hand.
Annie G II . . . makes me wonder about Annie G I. Here she
stands by as crew perform some truck task over on the west side of Governor’s Island. I’ve enjoyed watching the derelict buildings on the Island disappear. A largely unseen harbor project farther south (sorry no pics from UNDER the sixth boro) has been the tunneling of a new deeper “water main” (p. 7 ff) between Brooklyn and Staten Island.
A small USCG boat stops for maintenance on the red 32. Unfortunately, I was on a vessel headed away from the buoy, and a few seconds after I took this, one crewman stepped aboard the buoy, on the other side.
A small USACE vessel speeds to the southeast past Robins Reef Light.
John P Brown pushes fewer than a dozen of the mere 1500 cars per year across the harbor, the miniscule fraction of merchandise that travels between NJ and parts of NYC on non-rubber wheels.
A small fishing boat crosses the bay under the cranes
on hovering over Bayonne.
St Andrews runs light past some unidentified tugs obscured in the fog. I spent July 4 docked near St Andrews.
New England style fishing boat heads out of the Bronx while Fox Boys (I think) pushes some scrap probably toward Jersey City.
In fading light, HMS Liberty heads for the Kills. I’ve often wonder what the HMS stood for in this case. . . . Is the H his, her, or something else . . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who wonders whether Sandy will be sandy or just windy, snowy, rainy, . . . tricky . . . .
Here’s a bit more context. The sun shone for only a few minutes this morning, and after that drizzle was steady, and distance was far, so your imagination may be called upon. Blue Marlin is orange and
–uh–colossal, elephantine. If any vessel should be called a whale, this is it. And maybe the Reinauer tugs (Monarch, Curtis, Janice Ann !!, John, Dean [scroll thru each to find it] and seven barges) could be renamed for the transit as
Jonah 1, Jonah 2, etc. . . especially as they might be passing through a rapturous sea, if the folks in Times Square are correct. Nevertheless, with Twin Tube’s help, provisions are laid on, and all manner