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I considered calling this “random vessels,” since I haven’t used that title in a while, but here is a tighter focus for a few days: tugboats. Here I also randomize the backgrounds and seek out some vessels infrequently seen. Like the rare and exotic Shelby Rose and
Jay Michael and Vicki M and
Patricia with her racing stripes up against the gantry arms.
Wye River and James E. Brown here cross the south end of Newark Bay, where
Sandmaster has been tied up for (?) nearly a year now.
Sassafras did a circle in Erie Basin recently, and
Thomas, the Weeks tug, strode into town, picked up a barge and headed straight for Texas! The first time I saw Thomas was January 2009. Remember what memorable event splashed into the Hudson around the middle of that month?
Buchanan 12 here is light and seen from almost her prop wash. I hadn’t noticed the Boston registry before.
Quantico Creek stays local a lot, but Severn I don’t see much.
Here’s Tangier Island behind . . yes, Gerardi’s Farmers Market.
OK . . . that’s it for today. All photos by Will Van Dorp. More random tugs tomorrow.
Bravo to the organizers and participants of the 2015 NYC race. It starts with a muster…
which looks different as you shift perspective.
It’s great to see race newcomers like Sea Scout Ship 243 out of Rahway NJ, and
By this point, some boats like Robert E. McAllister start to get impatient.
Muster then turns into a procession, filing straight toward the starting line and
showing the colors
as some newcomers catch up.
Next stage . . . it’s the tension on the starting line, feet digging into the starting blocks and muscles tensing, sort of.
and water starts to cascade away from the bows…
froth by the ton.
But when the quick minutes of the race have elapsed, the first boat down the course is the impatient Robert E. McAllister.
And almost as in a triathlon, the dash down the course changes and the pushing starts.
All manner of paired struggle ensues.
The most unambiguous sign of spring is a recreational boat in the sixth boro.
Margot always ranges widely . . . . but when the Erie Canal is still closed for the season, she’s more frequently in the sixth boro.
Buchanan 12 is back doing stonework . . .
big scale. In winter I’ve not seen this. Ice preventing it maybe?
Black-hulled USCG vessels are more common in winter. I’m not sure what Sanibel (WPB 1312) was doing in town.
Another indisputable sign of spring . . . is that big sliver . . . in a vulnerable position vis-a-vis the gull.
All kidding aside, it’s an impressive boat for a guy who immigrated to the US at age 16 and got a job washing dishes . . . if that’s true. I wonder who’s taking that selfie there? Is that a selfie with a circle of friends, a huge boat, and a bridge in the background?
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
World’s End is not some lamentation about the single digit temperatures we’ve seen in these parts; it’s one of the great place names in the Hudson Highlands from 40 to 55 miles north of the the Statue. Enjoy these summer/winter pics of this curve in the vicinity of World’s End. West Point is just to the left, and we’re headed north.
Birk Thomas–of tugboat information.com– took this photo in just about the same place less than a week ago.
I took this two summers ago, and that’s Pollepel Island in the distance.
Same place . . . Birk’s photo from last week. Visibility is so restricted that the Island cannot be seen.
And here are two more shots of the same view in summer, from off Cornell and
Patty Nolan. That’s Buchanan 12 heading north in the photo below.
Photos 2 and 4 used with thanks to Birk Thomas. All others by Will Van Dorp.
It’s snowing in the sixth boro now, but Sunday–between threatening clods–it looked like this.
Let’s start with Discovery Coast and GCS 236.
Shelby passing Grace D of
D & G Launch Service . . .
Buchanan 12, again light . . .
And a close up of Discovery Coast . . .
and another ending with Robbins Reef Light, which looked like this in 1951.
All fotos taken on Sunday by Will Van Dorp, who hopes you can come to the auction at Noble Maritime this Friday evening.
Barney Turecamo with barge Georgia and
Buchanan 12 light, under the same wintry sky. The last time I saw the 12 was back when tugster last took a swimming day. I’d love to see the high and dry hulls of Barney and Mary.
Franklin Reinauer and Taft Beach leaving Erie Basin and
Franklin here refueling with Ruth M.
Robert E. McAllister, passing where warehouses are being transformed into park equipment and
Passing the cranes at the former Military Ocean terminal it’s Mary Gellatly and headed the other way
Marjorie B. McAllister.
Joyce D. Brown westbound past IMTT and here a few minutes later Joyce with
Meredith C. Reinauer right behind.
Shelby slings some barges and
magnificent Maryland –as seen from a low angle–made to the dock.
A Vane unit . . . I don’t recall and can’t identify . . . a few minutes after sunrise.
All fotos taken the past month by Will Van Dorp.
This foto, and some others here, comes thanks to Xtian, who had a question about a model he’s building a few weeks ago. I hope someone can help. This drydock foto shows Abeille Liberté , which assisted in the salvage of MSC Napoli five years back. I’m guessing this is irrelevant, but “abeille” is the French word for “bee,” as in … the critter that makes honey and stings. This hull is nothing if not sweet yet efficient. As of this writing, Abeille Liberté is at the dock in Cherbourg.
fits that description. Here’s what Birk and Harold had to say about her. I got this foto Sunday, and the turbine WAS spinning.
Abeille Flandre is based east of Marseille in Toulon.
Here’s another of the same size and mission: Abeille Languedoc. As of this writing Abeille Languedoc is docked in Boulogne-sur-Mer, just west of the Calais/Dover crossing point in the Channel.
Finally, from Xtian, Baltic Warrior–built in
Poland West Germany* in 1964– towing a disabled Eleousa Trikoukiotisa to Malta, where she remains. As of this writing, Baltic Warrior is docked in Ramsgate. * means see Xtian’s comment. Baltic Warrior was originally Bugsier 26; here’s Bugsier (Hamburg)’s current fleet.
does Buchanan 12. Given that Buchanan 12 often pushes a half dozen or more stone scows, I’d could easily squint and tell myself she’s pushing Swinburne Island closer to New Jersey.
All fotos by either Herrou Xtian or Will Van Dorp.
Abeille International is a division of Boubon International. Here’s their fleet.
A week ago, I posted this foto (last one scrolling through) and asked where it was taken. Answer is Brazil. And the relationship to this foto is what? Buchanan 12 was built 1972 in Louisiana, but the black ship in the foreground handmade with woods such as olanje, jaquera, pau oleo . . .
was built in Brasil about 50 miles southwest of Salvador. It’s a replica of Niña as seen from . .. Pinta. Both hurried through Manhattan earlier this week on their way here in Newburgh until this Sunday.
Next stop is then Rochester, NY (click for schedule) . . . which means unstepping the masts and traversing the Erie Canal via Oswego. From there it’s the Great Lakes and ultimately the Mississippi.
Pinta was launched in 2005 from the same shipyard in Brasil, about 1/3 larger to accommodate school groups. Here I quote from the site: both vessels were built by the Assis de Santana family, who have built wooden vessels there for eight generations using 15th century “Mediterranean Whole Moulding [techniques] with mechanically generated geometric progressions known as graminhos. Shipwrights were using traditional tools, such as axes, adzes, hand saws and chisels, as well as utilizing traditional construction methods; and finally, the tropical forests of Bahia provided a source for the various naturally-shaped timbers necessary to build a large wooden ship. ” This makes me think of Onrust upriver.
The catalyst for this project, John Patrick Sarsfield, has a tragic ending.
A few weeks ago Bounty was up this way. From the dock in Newburgh looking south as Buchanan 12 pushes her hundreds of truckloads of crushed stone, you can see Bannermans Castle, marking the northern end of the Hudson Highlands. Here is another “ghosts” post I did about Bannermans about five years ago.
Check out the light exactly two years ago . . . here. And my first greetings this morning came from the Easter ducks, who’d heard about an egg hunt, I believe. Mergansers passed too, but dove each time to hide bright colored bills.
Norwegian Gem, her bow painted like a post-modern Easter ovoid, sailed into a harbor entirely tinted with the rosy fingers of dawn, ending a passage from Cape Canaveral.
And two last beasts . . . unicorn and Oliphant . . . round out our marvelous menagerie