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If anyone out there needs to be convinced of the beauty of the Hudson Valley less than 100 miles north of the big city, take a glance at this foto by Tim Hetrick showing tanker Icdas 11 escorted by a paparazzi savvy eagle.
The foto below shows sloop Clearwater in mid-June arriving at the music festival that shares the same name.
A minute or so earlier . . . Clearwater rounded the bend following Woody Guthrie toward the shallows.
But if anyone has notions of operating a wooden vessel, it’s important to consider the regular maintenance. Here was a post from about three years ago about work on Clearwater. Currently way upriver this
is happening again. All the following fotos now come thanks to Paul Strubeck. In mid-December, Clearwater was downrigged and hauled out near Albany at Scarano Boat Building and
gently placed onto Black Diamond, with tug Cornell nearby.
Securing the big sloop for travel takes care and time, more time than there is light at the winter solstice end of the year.
But when all’s fast, the trip to where the winter maintenance crew can begin.
Click here for an article about Clearwater‘s winter home in the shadow of the Hudson River Maritime Museum.
Many thanks to Paul for sending these along. It looks like I need to find time to get up to the Rondout. The first two fotos in the post are mine.
It’s called Croton Point Park, about 30 miles north of Manhattan’s north tip.
Here’s the northside of Croton Point last evening looking toward Haverstraw.
Exactly five years ago I took this foto from a small boat just off Pioneer‘s bowsprit. Here are more fotos from that day.
A week ago, I posted this foto (last one scrolling through) and asked where it was taken. Answer is Brazil. And the relationship to this foto is what? Buchanan 12 was built 1972 in Louisiana, but the black ship in the foreground handmade with woods such as olanje, jaquera, pau oleo . . .
was built in Brasil about 50 miles southwest of Salvador. It’s a replica of Niña as seen from . .. Pinta. Both hurried through Manhattan earlier this week on their way here in Newburgh until this Sunday.
Next stop is then Rochester, NY (click for schedule) . . . which means unstepping the masts and traversing the Erie Canal via Oswego. From there it’s the Great Lakes and ultimately the Mississippi.
Pinta was launched in 2005 from the same shipyard in Brasil, about 1/3 larger to accommodate school groups. Here I quote from the site: both vessels were built by the Assis de Santana family, who have built wooden vessels there for eight generations using 15th century “Mediterranean Whole Moulding [techniques] with mechanically generated geometric progressions known as graminhos. Shipwrights were using traditional tools, such as axes, adzes, hand saws and chisels, as well as utilizing traditional construction methods; and finally, the tropical forests of Bahia provided a source for the various naturally-shaped timbers necessary to build a large wooden ship. ” This makes me think of Onrust upriver.
The catalyst for this project, John Patrick Sarsfield, has a tragic ending.
A few weeks ago Bounty was up this way. From the dock in Newburgh looking south as Buchanan 12 pushes her hundreds of truckloads of crushed stone, you can see Bannermans Castle, marking the northern end of the Hudson Highlands. Here is another “ghosts” post I did about Bannermans about five years ago.
Well, maybe not that different, since I’m not reinventing myself. But enjoy these fotos, and while looking at them, fugure out where you’ve seen this tug before on this blog. Look carefully. It took me about 30 seconds to recognize the red tug below as a more pristine version of a tug that appears here periodically. Fotos were taken in the 1980s by Seth Tane, who generously shares them here.
In its current state, this tug, using the same name, has considerably more equipment on board. What hasn’t changed is the profile of the Palisades in the background of some of these fotos, taken in or near Hastings-on-Hudson, NY.
A major change in the tug relates to visibility; the portholes would make me claustrophobic. However, since the mystery tug was built on the Great Lakes, maybe portholes conserve heat better in winter. Tug Daniel A. White, below left, has more conventional glass. Anyone know what has become of Daniel A. White?
If you guessed Patty Nolan, you were correct. Here’s her current work page, showing her original form. Click on the following links for a sampling of Patty Nolan fotos from the past few years, like modelling 2011 summer beach fashion, at work in the East River, moving snail-like with house, and finally . . . for now . . . Patty Nolan outlaw fashionista.
Thanks much to Seth for these fotos from the early 1980s.
Below is a foto (poor quality) that I took in December 2000. I clearly had forgotten how barren the Jersey City shore just north of the Morris Canal looked a mere 11 years ago, almost reminiscent of a desert town. This foto was among a batch my sister handed me at Thanksgiving, but those foto gave me
an idea. Maybe you have fotos in a drawer, a shoebox, and album, etc. that show some part of the sixth boro and/or vessels there. And if I may so brazen, tugster would LOVE to see any fotos you might come across and are willing to share.
Here was Something Different 4.
Actually this is Kristin 3, counting the mystery vessel post. Let’s start in the wheelhouse, aka ship’s office, looking to port. Notice the gauging equipment, sound-activated telephone, all the manuals.
Here’s a closeup of the starboard
EMD 16-645-E2–if I recall–12-567
Looking down/forward from the fiddley at port engine
the galley. Again, the natural lighting is remarkable. A note about these fotos . . . Kristin has been idle for several months now, and no attempt was made during this foto shoot to “spruce-up” any of the areas.
A near-twin of Kristin—Chester A. Poling–was my introduction to the name Poling, although it was another company. I heard about Chester A. in the 1990s from a diver in Cape Ann, MA. Like Kristin, Chester A. was launched in 1934 from the shipyard in Mariner’s Harbor. Originally 251′, both were lengthened by a 30-foot midsection in 1956. From this foto, it appears the bow bulwarks on Chester were less protected. Click on the image to get to Auke Visser’s fabulous site, from which the foto is taken. Take your pic here from a wealth of video by folks diving on Chester.
Again, many thanks to Ed Poling and Jim Ash for the opportunity to see/foto Kristin in her dotage. Thanks to you all for reading and commenting. Special thanks to Johannah for the info on all-welded construction article and to Sachem1907 on the identification of the locks, which confirms operation by these vessels onto the Great Lakes. I welcome more info and further history on these vessels of past era.
My all-time favorite fotos of Kristin were taken here less than a year ago by Paul Strubeck and “lightened-up” by tugster.
Stories about parties here made this my primary destination for the recon. Binghamton is the sole survivor of six identical “double-ender” steam ferries built in Newport News, although by cursory external examination, I’d say calling her a survivor at this point is an exaggeration.
Binghamton arrived in a sixth boro at a time when 150 or so similar ferries served these waters! How many crossings carrying how many passengers would she have seen between 1905 and 1967? How many livelihoods? Her passenger capacity was 986!
with their own engine parts depot. Maybe this is a remnant of the disappeared shad fishery of Edgewater. Here are names of some of the last shad fishermen. By the way, in the foto above, that’s the Way Upper West Side across the water.
past the Crab House, past these barges
and past this pier housing with storage for cars beneath. Now if I lived here, I’d surely buy and amphicar . . . and maybe equip it like an alligator tug . . . and if 10,000 other residents of the sixth boro shoreline had similar equipment . . . I pause in contemplation.
birds like these inhabit the trees. Who knows what else I might find there? I’m not in the commercial blogging business, but I do intend to check out Cafe Archetypus. Anyone recommend it?
All fotos and any errors here by Will Van Dorp.
Note: the interactive map (first image in Loose Ends 1) can get you to this area: just head north along the river. Binghamton can clearly be seen, although on the map, the crane barge is not alongside.
For some historical fotos of the area of my recent tramp, click here for railyards, banana piers, pier houses, the “bridge that never was” thank you very much, 1950s cars awaiting a ship for export, crashed ferry stabilized by a tugboat, old style planting poles for shad nets, and you can sift through here to find more nuggets.
Continuing my effort to see the sixth boro from every imaginable angle, I recently walked Hudson River Waterfront Walkway between Port Imperial and Edgemont Marina. This post covers the first portion of the walk. Follow on the interactive map below; click on the map/satellite view to make it live . If you’re from outatown, that’s Manhattan to the lower right . . . specifically the 59th Street Sanitation Pier. But it’s the view from the Jersey side I focus on here.
Below is the crumbling pier directly south of Son Cubano NJ. Ironically, not more than a mile south of here were the Seatrain Lines docks with service via Seatrain New York and Seatrain Havana between . . . New York and Havana.
This is the view of the pier “east” of Son Cubano. Notice it, like most of them now, is a loose end, a pier from and too nowhere. Now they are reminders, and should be treasured as such, although I know they will not be here 10 years from now. Click here (bottom of post) for the quote from Rebecca Solnit . . . on ruins as memories . .. or clues to seek out missed memories.
More pilings reminding us that a different life was led here 50 and 100 years ago on the Jersey side of the sixth boro across from and slightly south of Soldiers’ and Sailors’ Monument and Riverside Church. In the far distance, the tug is Bohemia; Kristy Ann is the nearer one.
I googled “bulls ferry” and “jacobs ferry” hoping to learn what vessel is depicted. Find out what I got by clicking here.
But first . . . Blue Marlin has sailed!! I went upriver Sunday midmorning, and soon thereafter, she headed for sea. Actually for Bonny Town, ETA July 4, 2011. Click here to see what this Niger River delta town looks like, and then you’ll know why they’re buying tugs–like ex-Curtis Reinauer below–and barges. The link explains the unusual house configuration. If anyone got fotos of Blue Marlin exiting the Narrows or wishes to shares fotos of the journey, please get in touch.
Click here for history, economics, and controversies related to the Niger delta. The Niger River, 14th in the world in length, flows through unlikely places such as Timbuktu–high on my “gallivant list”–and drains 10 nations. Name them?
Yesterday I volunteered on Pegasus for the Riverdale Riverfest. In fact, Robert Apuzzo just sent this foto; I’m the tall guy in faded blue on the “upper deck” in the gap between the stack and the house. I volunteer because it’s fun and important. As “safety officer,” I help ensure no one gets hurt, and since I like to talk, I answer questions. I’ve noticed people like to see the boats but also their own communities FROM the river. Ensuring “guest safety” is vital and sometimes difficult; a tugboat has industrial-strength hazards . . . it moves and steel is hard and forgiving, yet it is a fascinating opportunity: throbbing noise and vibration, power of invisible prop and rudder and versatile line, huge engine, …
Cornell was there also, here coexisting with human-powered vessels (HPVs). I love to kayak myself, but I suspect people in some HPVs underestimate commercial vessel speed and over-estimate their own visibility.
Spud barge Black Diamond served as a makeshift dock, serviceable but labor-intensive but the popularity of festivals like this illustrates the value of serviceable commercial docks in many more Hudsonsonian towns and cities. Imagine not only entertainment but also food coming ashore from boats for several reasons including reducing highway congestion. Vessels in Riverdale included also Mystic Whaler (1967 reproduction of a coastal cargo schooner) and fireboat John J. Harvey. Of course, the distinctive red barge is the itinerant Waterfront Museum, aka 1914-built Lehigh Valley 79.
Just north of Riverdale is Yonkers. This foto of Yonkers as a storm chased us upriver in 2010 shows two frequently inquired about buildings on the this part of the Hudson: the Yonkers Power Station and the “Blue Cube,” which has had lives as diverse as a test lab for PhelpsDodge and a movie studio.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp, except the one thanks to Robert Apuzzo.
I manipulated the fotos, squeezing out some of the darkness, enhancing the little light in the original. The stem bitt in the lower right belongs to tug Cornell, attempting to get Kristin Poling unstuck from the ice. What does this look like to you . . . other than the obvious ship stuck in chunk ice?
I get competing thoughts and associations: like a submarine scene from a Jules Vernesque sci-fi movie, or
a vessel trapped in polar ice. No disrespect for the family or vessel name . . . but “poling” could be a verb referring to exploration of the top and bottom parts of the planet . . . as in “Peary left the sixth boro in the summer of ’08 aboard Roosevelt, headed north to go poling. . . .” My eyes could easily be convinced that the venerable Kristin P here is “poling.”
Imagine this stretch of the river six months forward or backwards. A deck in that location could be an idyllic spot to stretch out, enjoy summer heat, watch stars, and think of love or whatever you wish; a fit swimmer could slip into the water and drift or make for shore. However,
in January like this, the Hudson seems as inhospitable as the poles. Frederick Cook, Peary’s physician in the 1891-2 “north poling” expedition and later a challenger to Peary’s claim to have reached the North Pole first, said this about being in the frozen north: “We were the only pulsating creatures in a dead world of ice.” I can imagine the crews of Kristin Poling and Cornell thinking that . . . at least they and the reliable engines in the vessels.
Cook was a founder member of NYC’s Explorers Club.
Again, many thanks to Paul Strubeck for the fotos, which you may have seen in different format on Paul’s facebook page.
Even though she glowers at me whenever I say it, the six-eyed bowsprite IS perspicacious. As she hops from cliff to cliff and down along the ledges near water level, she misses no detail. She sent me these fotos to share. What is the orange sheet dangling from the yellow frame suspended from the 532 crane?
A nutrient-rich bedding for oysters?
Part of a future underwater moving sidewalk?
A riverbed loom for a seaweed weaving project?
Habitat for sturgeon and plesiosaurs?
A diversion intended to lure bowsprite down from her cliffs?
Preparations for next year’s Red Bull Air Races?
An attempt to recover aliens and their secrets from the wreck site of an OVNI?
Ichthyosaur survival training drill?
blamed on credited to bowsprite, whose narative goes like this:
“09h20 Virginia and Elizabeth go upriver to bring mats and crew to the crane Weeks 532. The engines roar, smoke comes out, the spuds are dropped, the crane lifts the yellow loom-thing and splashes it into the drink. A lunchtime crowd gathers, asking each other what’s going on. They say ‘I think they’re dredging.’ Or ‘I don’t know. Been here a few days.’ Or ‘What’s your guess? They talk, they speculate.
Back on the barge, The loom comes up sans the orange mat. Men with stepladders go around and weave on the next mat. Spuds go up, engines roar, smoke again, winches drag in the white buoy, and the whole barge setup moves farther into the middle of the river. Later another mat is laid down just a bit east of the last one.”
And the answer to Whatzit: the truth is out there, or in here.