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Since I’m currently riding the long rails, including this one, I’ve queued up a few posts. More on the rails soon.
But let’s go back a decade and a month in this case, and see some happenings in the sixth boro in 2013. Diane B was already around, and here she was taking advantage of the high tide to make her way with a light John Blanche downstream from the head of navigation on the Hutchinson River to the East River tidal strait.
Americas Spirit came in with assistance from Barbara McAllister and McAllister Sisters. Barbara is now Patsy K, and sisters is still Sisters. Spirit is still Spirit.
Marquette’s Miss Emily made a run through the KVK, likely in connection with some dredge work.
Vernon G was already Mary Gellatly then. Now she’s a very busy Mackenzie Rose.
Catherine Turecamo retrieves a docking pilot. Catherine is now on the Lakes as John Marshall.
Harry McNeal moves Clyde along by the hip. Work was just months away from the old version of the Bayonne bridge. Both boats I believe are still in the boro.
Lincoln Sea was the biggest regular in the boro, and still occasionally comes through.
Gramma Lee T. Moran still worked here, and I’d not yet met her namesake.
You know it, of course, this photo is about the Mini Cooper, not the RORO that delivered it here.
Mixed traffic worked here, as it still true.
A very rusty Horizon Trader- a 1973 cargo ship now long scrapped-–passed through the port with its 2325 teu capacity.
Back then an occasional tanker with this type of Cyrillic writing could be seen.
And around this time I started to use the tag “collaboration.” This photo comes from Capt. Fred Kosnac on an “excessively windy” day.
All photos here, as attributed. Thanks to Fred for the photo above.
Everyone has a white whale, something to obsess about. On the canal, that might be a bridge, famous enough for its low bridges since 1825 that songs have been spawned. One person’s white whale might be the abandoned rail bridge known as E-93 . . about 16 feet. We made it although the radio antenna sprang twice. I wonder why it’s not removed and recycled.
Taken about 10 days ago . .. Lyman headed south towing Sea Shuttle.
Lyman used to sport a red star on its stack.
Harry McNeal (1965) escorts Clyde, whose vintage I don’t know. Here’s a very similar scene (foto 4) from almost four years ago.
Atlantic Coast dates from 2007.
Perennial “repeater” on this blog, Gramma Lee T Moran, waiting to retrieve the pilot.
34-year-old Emerald Coast used to answer to the name Maggie Swann.
Calusa Coast first appeared here six and a half years ago.
Jill Reinauer and Kimberly Turecamo westbound in morning light.
As I went into work this morning, there was no more than 10 minutes of spectacular dawn light, before the clouds dulled it.
Eileen McAllister and McAllister Responder pass Bel Taylor.
Labrador Sea eastbound past MOT and upriver for some ice-breaking noise.
Laura K Moran trails London Express, headed for Newark Bay.
The red tanker Northern Bell (I thought only “southern bells” existed) get passed by a white mystery tug, the indomitable Clyde, and Moran’s Cape Cod. Anyone know the white tug just ahead of the “truckable” Clyde?
More sixth boro tugs, randomly aggregated, soon. I need to catch up.
Unrelated: Just as fellow-bloggers and I keep an “eye,” a curious and fascinated eye, on the sixth boro and other places, Richard Clark–fellow former resident of New Hampshire–keeps his eye on a bay in Nova Scotia that produces something that just might be present in my residence and your s. . . sheet rock or wallboard transported by the likes of A. V. Kastner. See his blog here.
Photos, WVD.
Helen Parker gallivanted around the KVK a few weeks back and allows some closer looks of profile,
push knees and gear.
I wonder about power.
Over in Erie Basin, here’s Bridge Builder 24, with a quite different attitude than Helen.
Finally, bowsprite caught Clyde headed east in KVK last week.
I must admit that the first time I heard reference to Clyde on the radio, I prepared myself to see something massively Scottish. In her class, she’s no doubt mighty if not so massive.
Photos, WVD.
On sunny days, crew spend some time between
jobs out on deck, prepping or
conferring or
repairing and more prepping or
maybe singing or
thinking and reflecting or
plotting tactics and strategy but
whatever the goal, it’s just better out on deck this time of year.
Photos, WVD.
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