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From midday . . til dusk. Here between Morris Canal and Battery Park City, Gabby heads south.
Mister T mightily pulls six scows here between
the Williamsburg and the Manhattan Bridges.
Near midtown on the East River, there’s an eastbound unit and a westbound one.
Westbound, it’s Cheyenne moving crushed cars, and
and–eastbound– Captain Zeke with petro product. By the way, Captain Zeke was moving faster than the uncrushed cars on the highway in the distance, probably because of some unintentional crushing that had happened.
From near Hell Gate now, looking back at Captain Zeke, what a moody city!!
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
I thought I had done a post called “pushing oil,” but I seem to have mis-remembered. The closest I can find is here, and looking at this post, it’s clear to me how much I’ve learned since starting this blog. Here’s another related one from last year.
Clearly . . . that’s not a tanker below. Thanks to Ashley Hutto for this fine photo of Captain Zeke doing a job that might have been done by small tankers a few decades or less back.
Capt. Log is one such small tankers, and her life doing what she does so well is winding down.
Here two Moran tugs–Brendan and Catherine Turecamo, I think–push a tanker into a berth on the KVK.
Davis Sea . . . once this would have been done by a tanker.
Ditto Dace Reinauer.
Thanks to Ashley for the top photo. All others by Will Van Dorp.
This first foto is by a secret salt . . . showing Dory (1978) and Captain Zeke (1980) tandem towing beach-lounging 125′ deck barge back onto the water.
And . . . attributed by the watermark . . . fotos from last week before Janus chilled the town, Atlantic Conveyor gets an assist from Charles D. McAllister (1967).
Shelby (1978) also worked in the January fog. Thanks, Brian.
And the rest of the fotos are mine: the seldom-seen Specialist (1956?), here close and
closer.
Two Coasts . . . Chesapeake (2011) and Emerald (1973).
Resolute (1975) about to pass Düsseldorf Express (1998),
And from Philly . . . High Roller (1969) with The Recycler (1989 . . . from THE George Steinbrenner’s yard in Nashville, TN. Here’s some history on The Recycler and its twin.
Many thanks to the secret salt and Brian DeForest for their fotos. All others by Will Van Dorp.
Here was ASB 2. There might be eight million stories in the naked city, but in its primary boro aka the sixth boro at least half again that number of other stories could be told . . by the collective whoever knows them.
Captain Zeke moves with the diverse stone trade past folks waiting below our very own waving girl and
all those folks waving and taking fotos from the ferry and every other water conveyance.
The 1950 Nantucket‘s back in town . . for the winter.
Yup . . . no one could have predicted these . . .
back when Shearwater was launched in 1929.
A cruise ship shuffles passengers as Peter F. Gellatly bunkers.
Kristy Ann Reinauer stands by a construction barge.
Mary A. Whalen . . . is a survivor from another time.
A barge named Progress has returned to South Street Seaport Museum, here between Wavertree and Peking.
Emerald Coast is eastbound on the East River.
Two views of Adirondack, one with WTC1 –or is it 1 WTC or something else–and
another with the Arabian Sea unit.
And Sea Wolf heads north . . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Coming home from work, I overheard this conversation on New Jersey Transit last night between Newark and New York.
She from West Virginia: Oh this is so exciting. Soon I’ll walk through Penn Station, just like I saw in movies and TV. Even the train ride is exciting.
She from NYC: Thank you. Thanks for the reminders. I’m always tired coming from work on this train, and I forget how exciting this is. Thank you!
The latter sounded sincere, and I’ll bet it was. Taking fotos helps remind me of the exciting place the sixth boro is. I took all these today while showing a friend around. Like Captain Zeke urging a scow
through the Cut into Erie Basin as crew calls in from his vantage point.
Like encircled bollards lorded over by a frozen crane not far
from silenced shipyard tools.
Like a scow with dredge spoils . . . or is that a steel portal into Poseidon’s realm?
Like the melange of upriver silt mixing with flooding seawater?
Like a tanker bound for sea, leaving
the busyness of the Upper Bay.
Like the solitary exertion of kayaking or
the collaboration of USCGC Campbell heading outbound through the Narrows.
Or like an osprey showing his next-fish-meal the heavens.
Like the aesthetics of coating and oxidation and friction.
Like the osprey invigorated by the fish-meal.
Like the dance of tug and ship and the
tools of egress.
Thank you. The sixth boro never ceases to tantalize and refresh and motivate another look.
All fotos today by Will Van Dorp.
as promised . . . Allie B, eastbound on the East River, out of Tampa and ex-Express Explorer, Janet Graham.
Below it’s Lucky D, out of Chesapeake, VA, southbound in Arthur Kill.
Pushing lots of foam is Miss Yvette, westbound on the East River and out of Bourne, MA.
Captain Zeke, ex-Island Eagle and Lady Ora, out of landlocked Syosset, NY.
And finally, in familiar green-white-black colors, the unfamiliar Kimberly Poling.
At this link, check out this closeup of Kimberly Poling showing the back of a nameboard that reveals her previous identity, Jaguar. See the portside nameboard. As you might suspect from the color scheme, Kimberly is the niece of the generation that includes John Caddell, Coral Queen, and Kristin Poling, all featured previously. Use the search window.
Photos, WVD.
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