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The foto below is Nellie Crockett, a 1925-6 Tangier Island “buy boat” that may never have cleaved sixth boro waters, but–used with permission here from the FB page Chesapeake Bay Buy Boat–certainly conveys the notion of a workboat decorated for the end-o-year holidays.


The rest of these fotos come courtesy of Justin Zizes, taken earlier this week in the Hudson off the west side of mid-town.   Circle Line does lights this way.  Here’s how you could get on board.



Nearby, World Yacht does it this way.  And although you can’t get on for the end-o-year holiday, there are many other events.


Notice anything interesting about this arrangement?  Look to the left side of the foto.


It’s Sea Bear aka Sea Gus as the red-nosed draft animal.


Here’s that same small tug without the Rudolphian accoutrements.


Many thanks to Justin Zizes and to Chesapeake Bay Buy Boats for permission to use these fotos.

In the next week or so, if you take a foto of a workboat–or mariner– with colored lights a la Christmas, please send it to tugster.  I could possibly even come up with a gift for what we deem as the best foto.   By the way, I’m still mildly obsessed with finding a foto of the 1997 transport of the Rockefeller Center tree down the Hudson via tug Spuyten Duyvil and barge.

And what is the story of Sea Bear aka Sea Gus?  It looks to be cut of the same plans as 8th Sea.


An expression I overuse in the classroom is “I know we’re not finished, but time is finished.” The sentiment makes me impulsive, landing me in trouble sometimes. As I write this, I know Alice is soon headed back north, and so am I. She’ll take the salt water route, and I’ll take the water that becomes increasingly fresh. My time here’s finished for now, and in case you don’t know, Winooski is a river that flows into Lake Champlain. I’ve got some work to do up there, so this is my last post for 2006. See end of this post if you’ve not used up all your 2006 creativity.



Here’s the sign that points the way for me towards Champlain. Just north of Burlington, the Winooski flows from the east into Lake Champlain. I’m driving, but I could paddle the Winooski as far as Montpelier, where the North Branch enters, which I could follow for a mile, leave the water, and take the the right fork in the picture below. It seems Robert Frost wrote a poem about this, about roads diverging, about choices and their making all the difference. My road leads up a steep hill to a place beside a quarry. Hmmm. wonder if Alice has ever carried crushed granite from that pit.


But up here there’s stuff to do, tools to use, structures to make, vehicles to move me to the next waypoint . . . metaphorically speaking this time.

Happy New Year 2007. Blog returns in a few weeks; right now. . .

I’m up the Winooski tomorrow, and . . . rather than resolutions, how about convolutions to coin some new words:

2007 “blogger kisses and hugs” could become “blisses and blugs!!!”

Send some of your own convolutions?

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

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