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I’m not disparaging, but my first thought was “just another” Vane tug heading across the bow, until

we passed and I noticed it was Charleston, which I believe is Vane’s newest tug in the sixth boro.

The new “ubiquitous” vessels on the sixth boro waterways move containerized trash.  Pathfinder is one of the tugboats assigned to this duty.   Covanta first got the contract for this business in 2013, and my first knowledge of these barges was here.

Two different generations of McAllister tugboats headed out recently, Capt. Brian A. and

Ellen.   Launched a half century apart and having a difference of almost 3000 hp, they are both working daily assisting ships in the harbor.

Janet D is a mere five years old and works in marine construction, working for the aptly named Construction and Marine Equipment Co.

Franklin Reinauer was built and christened by that name in 1984.

It appears to me here that Linda L. Miller, the truckable tug, is the prime mover, pushing Catherine C. Miller.  Click to enlarge the photo and you’ll see a handsome spread of Manhattan architecture, sans the peaks.

And let’s conclude with Mister Jim, who back in 2016 did not have the gray/red livery.

All photos by Will Van Dorp, who missed the return of Atlantic Enterprise this morning, back from the work in Georgia.

This post is dedicated to one of my most devoted readers/commenters.  It’s you, Mage!

Actually, this is what 3000 people stuck in traffic looks like.  Carnival Fantasy was scheduled to sail at 4 pm New Years Day, but two incoming vessels had priority.  Here was 4:18.  Note the red flag hanging from the bow.

4:47.

5:06.

5:31 and some dolphins had just glided by.

5:47.

5:51.

6:02, and when the shore crew slipped the line over the bollard, passengers cheered from the upper deck.  Thrusters move it laterally, Bahamas bound.

6:09.  Notice the car carrier Hoegh Brasilia that has assumed a place directly astern of Fantasy at the Union Pier Terminal.

6:12.  Notice the tug (Ann Moran?) assisting Brasilia.

6:15.  Fantasy in reverse.

6:19.  I imagine the lines of the Ravenel Bridge as masts and sails.  Well, if I squint, of course.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who will post more “road fotos” tomorrow.

Rumor circulated that fireworks would scintillate over Yorktown on the opposite side of the Cooper, so we made our way to the river behind where revelers in evening dress emerged from stretch-Hummers, over by the container port


where Fairload was the only vessel in port.


We waited on the pier accompanied, we thought, only by a night bird as


fog moved in. Yorktown disappeared, as did the Bridge. But sounds intensified: music from the balls and bars, drunken whoops and hollers, popping blasts of pyrotechnics, a deep exhalation followed by another … and two dolphins swam by in the pier light.

Who needs fireworks, I thought, when the contented sighs of mammals can fill the night. Bring on morning to light up the the likes of WLIC 75301 (a class I’ve not seen before)  Anvil

and day birds.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp, who finds iPad WordPress app uncooperative.

Last sunset of 2010 in Charleston, SC, sees YM Seattle headed for sea in the distance and


pilot boat Fort Moultrie (another Gladding Hearn vessel of the … no surprise … Charleston class) waiting for the next job.

Happy New Year!

is the  name of Pamela Talese’s show (til end of October) at Atlantic Gallery at 135 W 29th Street Suite 601 in Manhattan.  Pamela and I share some large interests . . . like her take on Alice Oldendorff and

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and mine.

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Hers of Penobscot Bay, now

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gearing up for ice-breaking duty, and mine.

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Charleston, being painted in dry dock and

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fotograffed in KVK.

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Pamela has worked in cold weather and

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and warm to

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capture the ubiquitous

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changes wrought by rust and paint . . . in paint.  Below, she travels to her “studio” via the paintcycle.

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See her website here.  See her work at the Atlantic Gallery soon.

A description of people along the waterfront in the first chapter of Moby Dick omits a class; Melville mentions some  “posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pier-heads; some looking over the bulwarks . . .”   To do the unthinkable of completing Melville, my annotation here:  “still others women as well as men devoted to the arts, brush in hand, gazing in turn at ship and then at canvas . .  or notebook, then searching with paints or inks or charcoal . . . ”  Go Pamela.  Go others!  I love it.    More waterfront art soon.

Farley Mowat talks about the “throng” in People of the Deer, a memoir of his time among the Cree, the throng being the brown river of caribou stopping his train as he journeyed toward Hudson Bay. Gravesend Bay has an avian throng I eavesdropped on yesterday. Btw, that’s Coney Island beyond the buffleheads and brent’s geese.

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Brent geese (Genus branta and species “gearheadus“) expressed raucous admiration of ATB in background. “Wonder what the ATB is called?” they said before setting out to investigate.

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“Oh, it’s Pati Moran, conjoined with barge Charleston,” said the fastest goose.

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“I noticed Pati , 5100 hp, in KVK a week or so ago,” said another.

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Yeah, and with her twin, Barney Turecamo, nestled up here to Tintomara, a Croatia-built tanker,” said yet another.

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See this link for Pati Moran in pristine? Boothbay Harbor.

Odds and ends: Check out this blog I’ve just discovered. It has the perfect title: The cure for anything is salt water. Even without the salt, I’d agree. Also, John Seabrook’s “American Scrap,” in the 1/14/08 New Yorker takes you inside the biggest export moving out of the sixth boro. What happens to that wrecked car or non-functioning air conditioner you put out for trash collection?

Finally, more follow-up to the Newark Bay collision [collusion?:)] of juice tanker and dredge vessel here.

And check out this blog “el mar es el cami” = the sea is the path) from Spain for references to judgments on culpability in the 1999 sinking of Erika and some powerful! French music via YouTube.

Photos, WVD.

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