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Long Island, eastbound, gets overtaken by a small fishing boat.
B. Franklin, light, heads to the Reinauer yard.
Doris Moran, light, heads east.
Ellen McAllister assists a Maersk ship through the channels to her berth.
Helen Laraway heads east to pick up a scow.
HMS Justice pushes HMS 2605 through the KVK.
Charles A. and Matthew Tibbetts follow a ship so that they can assist as needed when called upon.
Ava and Kimberly head out to different assignments.
Brendan Turecamo provides port assist.
Mister Jim follows Seeley.
Gulf Coast has been a Dann Marine vessel since it was launched way back in 1982.
All photos, WVD.
Here comes Jonathan C around the stern of an incoming ship . . .
This turn would have been fun to see from the air, from a stable platform like a helicopter or drone.
The container ship is called Athens Express. And of course that is Kimberley Turecamo.
She was inbound yesterday from the ancient port of Damietta, 12 days and 19 hours behind her.
All photos, WVD.
This post covers the St. Clair River (in the wee hours) and down to Detroit. If it seems that it’s just a chronological series of photos of the voyage, well . . . yes, that’s what it is, and what’s wrong with that.
Can you identify the vessel that we passed between 0415 and 0430? I’ll give the answer at the end of the post.
We followed Kaye E. Barker into the sixth Great Lakes. . .
Partway across, we both passed Atlantic Huron.
Just south of Belle Isle, we saw Bristol Bay with her barge and
still farther, Cheyenne light.
Federal Seto was moored near the Boblo-marked building, and
The last two boats for this post are Iver Bright and
Patricia Hoey.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
The mystery vessel was Paul R. Tregurtha.
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When Ellen intruded onto my shot of Jonathan C assisting Amstel Stork around Bergen Bend, I first thought she had blown my shots of the assist, but yesterday’s post gave me an idea . . . . And now that I mention yesterday’s post, here’s another large ATB to throw into the comparison, one that carries 214,000 gallons of fuel.
Compare them. So here goes: Ellen entered service in 1967, came to NYC in 2001 and measures 102′ x 29 with fuel capacity of 20,000 gallons. Currently she brings 4000 hp to her assists.
Jonathan C came off the ways and to the sixth boro in 2016 and the tape calls her at 89′ x 38.” Her engines generate 6000 hp, drawing from 40,000 gal tanks.
I have earlier photos of Jonathan C, but here’s one from over two years ago.
And since Ellen pre-dates my time in the sixth boro, here’s one I took over 10 years ago.
The photo above by Will Van Dorp.
“The road goes on forever and the . . . [journey] never ends . . ..”
Robert Keen’s lyrics are slightly adapted here . . . The Straits of Mackinac is a tempestuous place with random seeming currents; note all the shipwreck symbols on the chart below.
Along the way, we pass Federal Mackinac. I’m not sure what those conical-tipped cylinders are.
Off the stern, White Shoal Light sinks
out of sight . . .
Traffic goes on and on.
Here Erie Trader gets
powered by Clyde S. Van Enkevort.
Here a 49-foot Buoy Utility Stern Loading vessel leaves the St Ignace port
and heads for the Straits.
Meanwhile, CSL Assiniboine heads for the Straits and
Lake Michigan.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Thanks to Jonathan Steinman, who once a week has a moment to look out his window at work, here’s an angle on Kimberly Poling showing a weight bench just behind the wheelhouse. In pleasant weather, that must make a great gym.
Chandra B meets Morton Bouchard Jr with the Goethals Bridge–old and new–as backdrop.
Ditto Ellen S. and Erin McAllister, with added details of the Linden refinery.
A closeup of Erin, as she plows eastward.
Ellen S. and Evening Light meet near the salt pile.
And to close out today’s post, it’s the too long absent Vulcan III passing Gracie M.
How about a flashback to June 2009. Cheyenne looks different today, but so does the shoreline of Manhattan, now that Pier 15 has institutionalized itself over on the far side of where Wavertree rests.
The first photo by Jonathan Steinman; all others by Will Van Dorp.
Palabora . . . she’s got LEGS!!! Italian legs. … Lei ha le gambe! gambe that will stand astride that harbor and be noticed, cartwheeling on the shore as traffic goes in and out of the Kills, and
the legs of Bartholdi’s lady will be forever modestly covered. So why are they made in Pescara on the Adriatic, and not in an American steel mill? When you break it down, some parts are from Canada, Holland, Germany . . . . I have no problem with this fact, but I think it should be noted as such.
Thanks to New York Media Boat for the photo.
Here are previous iterations of this title.
In the seldom-seen category, let’s start with Pegasus and Delta Fox.
Ditto Vulcan III.
Amy Moran light.
How often do you see Bergen Point pushing a crane barge?
Or Sarah Ann pushing a scow past the Hospital for Special Surgery?
or a stern-on Larry J. Hebert from the Port of LaRose, town of the crossroads?
James William southbound at the Statue as Indy photobombs . . .
and finally . . . first view for me of Sea Fox, ex-Kathleen, Doyle, Cherokee Eagle, Chris B. Boudreaux, Ledger, and Ann L.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
I’ve never “reflagged,” but this seems like a precedent breaker. Wish I could have been there.
J. Cowhey & Sons hardware was a chandlery in Red Hook. Three containers of their old marine and rigging equipment will be on sale today, Sunday, at Atlantic Basin in Red Hook, Brooklyn.
The metal tools and equipment were in time capsules freshly opened. Foundries from towns I have never heard of made beautiful pieces. Some of the factories are gone, and some of the jobs these tools were used for are no more.
Steel Products Corporation, South Windham, ME:
The Caldwell Company, Rockford, IL: the Adjust-A-Leg Equalizing Sling
Boston & Lockport Block Company, Boston, NY (I didn’t know there was a Boston, NY; did you?)
New England Butt Company, Providence, RI: a line counter that still works, clicking away as it measured 50 feet of beautiful old manila rope that a shopper, Ben P and I fed through it.
“What’s that called?”
“A Headache Ball.” ouch. It reads: “Swiveler, SWL 3 TONS, WGT 35 LBS, Model SAS5”
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More later after the gallivant ends.
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