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With a tip of the hat to Hildegarde Swift and Lynd Ward, the title that came to mind as I shot these, and you’ll see why by the end. See the road signs up there intended for drivers on the Triboro Bridge?
Rewarding my wait, it’s Jaguar towing Highlander Sea into the Gate,
past the Ward’s Island Footbridge, and
Westbound the tow came at almost slack water and past
RTC 104 and
the Twins bound for Riverhead.
More on the brick building there with romanesque windows and green roof at the end of this post.
And here, when they were under the Queensboro Bridge, the title occurred to me . . . having the same syllabication and cadence as the Swift and Ward title.
Now we need a story, one that starts as hundreds could in tiny but huge Essex. Click here for my previous posts on Essex.
Maybe one about a fishing schooner design turned pilot boat turned yacht turned school turned . . .
fish market and restaurant/bar in the sixth boro. I hope they sell monkfish. These photos are compliments of my brother taken in Zwolle at a
Thanks bro . . .
All other photos here by Will Van Dorp.
So, thanks to identification by Jonathan Steinman, the brick building there is ConEd’s cogeneration plant at East 74th St. And this is a digression, but 74th Street has long been quite the interesting place.
Here are the previous ones.
One of the joys of driving is the serendipity–even if guided . . . thanks, GT–of noticing the entirely unexpected, like the device below. Any ideas? If GT hadn’t mentioned this, I probably would not have thought twice about this weathered industrial object. And it’s for sale. For the right price, it can be on your boat.
A clue is that the device above is located geographically between the tin building below and Boston, where this road trip ends. The tin building is Gallery 53 on Rocky Neck. I’m guessing it once had a seafood related purpose.
A bit down the coast is Salem. The brick building with cupola in the distance is the old Custom House, where Nathaniel Hawthorne once worked.
I had forgotten that this replica is Hudson River built. There was a trade with China already 200 years ago.
I’ll have to come back to the North Shore when all these vessels–Adventure, Friendship, and Fame–are sailing.
Continuing southward . . . we arrive in East Boston, and Jake.
Here’s another device on a rooftop. Fiat Topolino?
My tour of Luna recently is what lured me to this area around Chelsea Creek. Here’s Luna resplendent.
Anyone know the story of JW Powell?
And the red and the white sailing vessels farthest from the camera here?
This bullnose will likely never again see the water.
And here we are at the end of this stretch of road . . . it’s Roxbury High Fort aka the Cochituate Standpipe.
So here we are . . . it’s a whistle from the SS United States! Are there any developments in her refurbishing? For some interior shots of her I took two years ago, click here. Here are some other photos taken on the SS United States.
As to the particulars on the whistle, here’s what I learned this morning from SW: “The whistle from the United States is a Leslie Tyfon, size 300DVE-5. [Click on that link to hear one of these.] It was purchased in 1986 by my uncle at auction I believe through Marine Technologies Brokerage Corp. out of N.Y. We have a letter of authenticity and it is currently for sale to the best offer. Last recorded offer was $10,000.00. We feel it is much more valuable. It was on of three steam whistles from the forward stack of the ocean liner. My uncle purchased the large forward whistle. Thanks for your curiosity.”
All photos taken by Will Van Dorp.
Many thanks to GT for the heads up and to Steve for the info on whistle.
Visiting Gloucester for me is always restorative. Here are a few more photos I took Saturday and Sunday of
and Adventure. That’s a great sequence of names!
Last fall she was sailing with some food cargo here. And if I had an editor, that editor would be unhappy, because yesterday I suggested I’d seen Adventure in Boothbay last October. Mea culpa . . . I saw Ernestina! Click here for a fairly active blog with updates on the work on Ernestina.
Lady Jane and
Ardelle . . . have fishing origins. Ardelle is of course the older design but a much newer boat, and I DID see her in Boothbay, off the stern of Ernrstina.
Ardelle touched the water in summer of 2011. See some of her history here.
When I took these photos of other pinky schooners in Essex in November 2009, Ardelle existed (maybe) only in plans.
I’m not sure where Maine and Essex are today–maybe right here–but as much as I enjoy seeing hulls out of the water, I’d rather see them afloat and underway.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, who has photos of yet another pinky tomorrow.
For more traditional vessels of Gloucester, see Paul’s post here.
Being in the low countries, I thought I’d ask around if meow man–certainly a sixth boro staple– had ever made an appearance. And I thought I’d ask in places where I stood a chance to get a response. Like Lelystad, a city of over 75,000 people at 10 feet below sea level. My “Hey there. Do you know meow man?” got this fang-baring big eyed response . . .
“Miauw man? Ik heb nog nooit van hem gehoord.” I’ll translate word by word: “I have ever never from him heard.”
At first I feared my red friend–figurehead of De Zeven Provinciën would catapult out of his enclosure, but he only pulled himself to an above-sea level-perch to ask his big friend . . .
this guy, figurehead on Batavia.
And the big red guy’s answer was: “Miauw man? Wie of wat is hij, dit miauw man?” Word by word, it translates as, “MM, who or what is he, this MM?” So the Batavia figurehead roared out across the sea looming over the farmland and asked this guy . . .
this really big guy . . . 60 tons known by various names . . . suggested by the pose.
And he said not a word, which made me suspect he actually knew something, had associations with MM, and was keeping the secret.
All photos and interpretations of conversations that really really did happen by Will Van Dorp.
With mallet and gouge, Dave is truly a master sawdust maker.
Unrelated: I’m not dedicating a post to names at this time, but I just noticed that Herman Hesse was entering port as Irene’s Remedy was departing.
It was spring 1987 when I saw this boat first, a decade and a half after her retirement. She and her sister Venus were a sorry sight on the bank of the Charles near the Science Museum; if you wanted a photo that screamed “forlorn,” they were that shot. Unfortunately, I took very few photos back then. Over the years, I knew Venus was scrapped and always wondered about Luna. Here’s a chronology of steps toward the saving of Luna–and loss of Venus–in the first two/thirds of the 1990s.
All the photos in this post–and there are a lot of them–were taken less than a week ago over in Chelsea.
I don’t think you’ll argue if I say she’s a great looking 86-year-old today.
Talented and exacting volunteers were attending to details when I visited.
Of course, she’ll never push again But who imagines sending an 86-year-old out to work?
The “lights” under the tender bring light into the engine room.
Here’s from the engine room deck looking up . . at the gauge boards, with
project priorities in full view throughout.
As a result of Luna’s immersion(s), her Winton engines, exciters, and motor will likely never run again.
Here’s a finished starboard aft crew cabin. Note the stencil on the mattress for Boston Tow Boat.
Those are functioning 1930-era bulbs, and yes, Bag Balm has been around since long before 1930. My father used it in the stable.
What!? No Nescafe?
I’ll tell you more about this fishing boat in a bit, but that mud says it has been below the surface of the water, and it ain’t a submarine.
Some claim it’s the most famous fishing boat in the world, although that sounds hyperbolic. Guesses?
It’s Western Flyer, the boat chartered by John Steinbeck AND Ed Ricketts, which served as the platform for their expedition to the Sea Of Cortez aka Gulf of California. Click here for an interesting article on how marketing removed Ricketts’ name from the Log from the Sea of Cortez account. The vessel is currently undergoing a $2 million restoration.
Log from the Sea from Cortez is well-worth reading, although my favorite is Cannery Row, in which Ricketts is portrayed as the marine biologist. For a portion of Log, click here. My favorite pages in that excerpt are the second half of p. 6 and all of p. 7, and the second half of p. 14 onto top of 15.
Tangentially related: the elusive bowsprite has responded to an updated book on the Sea of Cortez here.
Many thanks to Kyle for these photos, taken in Port Townsend.
I’ve lived most of my life on one side of the Atlantic or another, which leaves me unfamiliar with the Pacific. Thanks to Mage, frequent commenter on this blog, here’s a classic Pacific vessel, one built at Manuel Goularte’s yard in San Diego in 1914. According to information on her filed with the National Register of Historical Places, “her active life of 1914 to present, Pilot has enjoyed the longest continuous career of any working watercraft in the western hemisphere.”
These photos were taken by George Bailey, Mage’s husband. Click here and scroll to see a photo of Pilot in 1916! 99 years ago. Click here for a 5-minute documentary featuring Pilot.
My “reading around” turns up Manuel Goularte in connection with another West Coast classic, Butcher Boy.”
Unrelated: Grace Quan is another classic although replica West Coast boat I’d love to see. The idea of a west coast trip is an itch I’m going to have to scratch soon!
“All ports November” has become “antique/classic December.” Defining these terms is not clear cut with vessels. The Antique and Classic Boating Society defines “antique” as built between 1919 and 1942, “classic” between 1943 and 1975, and “contemporary, are boats built from 1976 and on. Does that make a vessel built before 1919 . . . a restoration project? antediluvian?
If you take automobiles, you get another definition: 25 years old or more is antique. And for The great race, here were the rules for 2015: “Vehicle entries must have been manufactured in 1972 or before.”
According to a friend who is a lawyer and knows these things, the US Customs sets a higher standard for antiques: they must be over 100 years old, can be refinished or restored, but cannot have their “essential character” changed; nor can the restoration exceed 50% of the value. [Vague!] The counselor goes on: “So does a steamship which has been converted to diesel have its “essential character” changed? Does adding an engine to a sail training ship destroy the essential character? Customs has also wrestled with the issue of essential character vis a vis what is an American ship? Does sticking a new mid-body into a vessel in a foreign country make the ship a “foreign” ship? These are the things -trivial and boring as they may be-Customs lawyers wrestle with.”
So my NEW very accommodating definition is . . . built before 1975. Or if younger, must have already had at least five owners, and may or may not still be intact.
I stumbled upon Kensington while up in Clayton earlier this month, and she’s a stunner from 1924. The 57’4″ x 11’4″ yacht is a product of Smith and Williams Company Marine Railway in Salisbury MD. She spent most of the 20th century in the Puget Sound, but in 2003 she was trucked back to the East Coast.
The separate “rear cabin” reminds me of separation between driver and passengers in this limo of the same era.
I hope next summer to see this unique yacht plying the waters of the St. Lawrence.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
I may need some correction here, but it appears Boothbay Harbor is an entity different than Boothbay, and there’s an East and West Boothbay as well. It’s sort of like the Hamptons in NY and the Oranges in NJ, I suppose. Anyhow, I saw the scene below in Boothbay harbor and I realized I’d located one of the things I was seeking. So the connection is the gray/white/red pinky schooner at the end of the wharf:
The connection is that the person who built Ardelle and others would be–is–an excellent choice to work on . . .
the hauled out Ernestina. Watch the short video at that link if you have a minute and a half to spare.
I was just a visitor, so I left the crew alone.
The quicker the work’s done, the quicker it gets
back here to its empty dock at the New Bedford State Pier. But again, I digress.
Monitor, below, is an aptly-named state-owned Department of Marine Resources vessel, passing here near Ram Island Light.
And here I really digress, but seeing isolated lighthouses like this reminds me of the stories I heard long ago of William H. Wincapaw, also known as Flying Santa.
All photos, digressions, and faux-pas by Will Van Dorp.
If you want to share photos of a gunkhole, harbor, port, or wharf before the end of this month, send me an email. This was GHP&W 24.
Click here for many more posts I’ve done with some connection to the Boothbays.
As the lobster might suggest, this St. George is in Maine, and named for the river which is named for the English explorer/captor of Squanto who visited this area in 1607. I was confused the first time I arrived here because I was looking for Port Clyde and all the signs said was “St. George.”
But it turns out that within the town of St. George are villages like Tennants Harbor, Martinsville, and Port Clyde.
I hope to return to Port Clyde next year, in part because this is the mainland wharf for the Monhegan Boat Line. Elizabeth Ann was preparing for the passenger run, but
I didn’t get to see the “world-famous Laura B,” a repurposed 1943 Army T-boat, which after doing WW2 duty in the Pacific, ran lobsters from Maine to Boston and New York. Anyone know of old NYC sixth-boro photos of Laura B delivering Maine fruits of the sea to the city? Laura B was working, delivering freight to Monhegan. And these cargo nets filled with firewood await for the next cargo run.
A glance at a map or chart of the peninsulas of Maine is enough to explain the value of craft like Reliance and her sisters.
The work boats in the harbor represent only part of the “gear” needed to fish; the rest is on paper.
Even on rainy days, I like looking at these boats. Taking photos of paperwork . . . never so much.
From a short conversation of the wharf, I have the sense that the paperwork and regulations keep vessels like these in port many more days than they fish. And global water temperature trends make this an even harder way to earn a living.
All photos here by Will Van Dorp, who wants to get back up here soon.