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Just for ships and figgles . . . have a glance at 155 and at 55 in this series. While we’re reconnoitering the past, here’s 5.

And here’s springtime 2019.  Might this be the last view I get of tug Viking?  Scuttlebutt’s bumped into me saying so. Her first (I believe) appearance on this blog was over 11 years ago here. She had some near twins, but none evolved quite as she did.

FB has this group I really enjoy called Freighters in the Night;  I could submit this one. Jonathan C escorts an MSC box ship out.

Liz Vinik is a former fleet mate of Viking;  I caught her yesterday entering the kills with a Cashman barge carrying barges. Click here for some photos of previous iterations of this boat.

A dark, slow-to-wake morning like yesterday provides lots of points of light.  Here Joyce D. heads out, likely for her railroad work.

Enjoy these contrasts, Linda L. Miller and Hayward, two specialized boats.

Let’s end with a transient, sporadically seen in the sixth boro, a formerly Pacific Ocean Crowley tug . . .  Morgan,  out of New Bedford.

All photos e-watermarked with invisible metadata as taken by Will Van Dorp in the past month.


. . . or I could call it “blue friday plus 700-something days.”  Here was “plus 21 days.”  Anyhow, on this day associated with shopping, Hayward and others were out for harbor maintenance,


Chesapeake Coast and others were out pushing fuel,


Seastreak New Jersey and others were moving passengers . . . (maybe here),  and


crews on ship and shore were moving bulk materials like salt here from Key Hunter.


And if you wonder what it looks like at the base of that tower, whose antenna arrived in the harbor 723 days ago, here’s a photo from Fulton Street I took two weeks ago when the news trucks and lots of others were hoping that two workers would soon be rescued.


All photos by Will Van Dorp.

For a sense of how the Lower Manhattan skyline looked from New Brighton area of Staten Island about four years ago, click here.

What on earth–or on the river–could cause all these NYWaterways ferries to stick so close to the terminal?  Like fish in a weir . . . must be something big around . . . although I see no vessel between Resolute and Robert E. McAllister on AIS . . .


Praise the day!  Bowsprite–who loves gray or otherwise stealthy and can sometimes clear away the miasma and draw them, if you ask her nicely– ascended to a rooftop yesterday to see what MIGHT lurk between the two aforementioned tugboats.


Here is the current bearer of that name, but there’ve been at least six prior iterations.



She passes the clock–now being restored–and the light


but I was not there.  So here’s my chance to place another government boat in the proximity of Robbins Reef.


Bowsprite, my favorite harbor illustrator,  snapped all fotos except this last one above–of USACE Hayward–which I took.

For another of her ink renderings of sixth boro details, click here.

Most of the previous birds posts have been in winter .  . except this one.  I find birds one of the joys of winter.  So on the last day of winter, rather than go out and get rainy/sleet fotos, enjoy these.


Two Brants discuss the approaching Hayward and the distancing Prominent Ace escorted in by Ron G.


Mergansers are always a joy.


Here a flock of them discuss the passing B. Franklin Reinauer.


Buffleheads are indicator species for me that winter is upon us.



Mallard female?


It’s time for winter to retreat . . . .


All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

In previous posts we pondered winter fishing and puzzled about East River fishing.  Yesterday I caught wind of a fishing competition between Gelberman and Hayward, two vessels operated in the New York District of the US Corps of Engineers.

The fishing began the very instant the echo of the starter’s signal boomed across the boro.  Gelberman was first out the KVK with

Hayward right behind.  But the first rod to tilt upward belonged to Hayward . . . aware of what all drifts beneath the surface.

After what seemed an epic  struggle worthy of Santiago’s, Hayward gained the upper hand, raising the crane skyward although

the prey twisted and turned, prolonging the fight, clawing back to remain in the murky fluff.

The quarry now secured, two helmeted Junetime fisherfolk posed with their trophy, which gets classified

by a dear fellowblogger as Junk.  I sincerely hope bowsprite has kept her eye open for other junk, infiltrating the boro and threatening our way of life.  Junk is junk after all, whether it be Detritus rectangulus furnitureus or Detritus rectangulus aluminumensis.

Thanks to the Corps of Engineers for their efforts in many domains.

Unrelated:  I’m happy but shocked to read about Coast Guard plans for Deepwater oil washing towards . . . . Long Island!    Plans are good, but . . .

Perspective makes all the difference. Robert Frost concluded that was the result when he took the less traveled road? When I’m on the sixth boro, I know a little about those sharing deckspace, but a lot less about folks on other vessels no matter how loud their radio communication. Particularly on work boats, I barely see people, as they’re at work or off duty and asleep in a bunk. But when I catch a glimmer, my wonderment excites my imagination. Of course, I imagine all fiction…


Glen Cove has just dropped off a sand barge, and on this really hot day, the crewman in the forward engine room door might be catching some breeze, but next to the power plant!? He might be contemplating some feverish plans or wondering how to say something difficult to she who must be informed…


After retrieving some nasty debris with Hayward‘s crane, this crewman might be chatting on a blackberry or reading Pynchon …


Furtive plotting under the lifeboat frame or telling tales of homeport loves long ago and faraway…


Checking on the refueling operation or pondering the feasability of diving for the diamond ring that just slipped out of the fingers of this nervous newlywed as he and bride set out for honeymoon on QM2


Client representatives signing off on a docking idea or watching a rehearsal for Absinthe at the Spiegeltent

Photos, Will Van Dorp.

More government vessels. Jamaica Bay is an aquatic weed harvester. I’ve seen these on freshwater lakes and rivers, but this was my first sighting transiting the East River. Anyone know where it operates? Jamaica Bay maybe?

S/V Moritz uses Reson Seabat systems to map the harbor bottom.

Hayward is a debris remover and dump truck.


Profile view of Hayward with its 84-foot crane that can lift a whale, a helicopter, a floataway container… you name it. But who was “Hayward” so honored?


Buoy tender Katherine Walker maintains channel markers. Her namesake is shown at this link.


All photos by Will Van Dorp.

A friend who knows engines and mechanical systems much better than I do once looked into my toolbox and laughed, declaring he could see my farm origins in the scarcity of tools I had there. A farmer values versatility with the basics. He had four specialized sets of socket wrenches to my one, and that was only the start. The harbor certainly values its specialized tools. For example, it has has MV Driftmaster, one of the U. S. Army Corps of Engineers craft. Any idea on function?


It’ a skimmer. With a bow shaped like a gaping mouth, it travels around the harbor netting any floating debris that could otherwise puncture a hull, destroy a propeller, or drift out the Narrows to add up on your favorite beach. Debris? Logs, pilings, trees, tires, the list goes on. Once last summer I saw a wooden beam at least 20 feet long with vicious jagged metal brackets that bobbed skyward only once every five seconds.



A sister Corps of Engineers vessel is Hayward. With its crane, it has fished even larger debris out of the water. According to this article, landings include helicopters, automobiles, and even whales that have been snared on the the bulbous bows of fast-moving ships, like Alice, trapped there until the ship slowed down near a port.



Here Hayward is westbound on KVK pushing a barge loaded with debris from the harbor; notice the derelict boats and lots of wood. Some weeks back I declared my admiration for versatility, in reference to Urger, and I stand by that. However, where would we be without specialists too. More speciality craft later.

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

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