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I should rename this post “Time Warp.” I started it in May 2008 and this morning–in response to some Facebook exchanges–resurrected it. Maybe I will begin a series called “Time Warp,” though, and any photos no more than 20 years old–to pick an arbitrary boundary and to keep the series from becoming ancient time warp which could be its own thing– . . . any photos you wish to contribute no more than two decades old would be welcome. Maybe I gave up on this post six years back because I had too many unanswered questions.
Anyhow, to plunge back in . . . Robert Silva and Harold Tartell provided foto of Manhasset from way back, when it sported a flying horse on its stack . . . . I assumed this vessel was long ago scrapped. I’m also assuming the location of this shot can be pegged by the two LNG tanks in the background.
Here’s a photo I took in 2008: a different small tankship Mostank (1950) maneuvers close to a tanker. I don’t know if Galahad is still in service, and
Here in Arthur Kill to resupply, I suppose, Mostank . . . M O S being Marine Oil Service. Mostank shows up as registered until at least a year ago. Emma Miller now serves the sixth boro.
Back then, John B. Caddell was still working. Is she still intact?
Nathan E. Stewart was still in town and here moving Mary A. Whalen to the Brooklyn Navy Yard.
The unique Odin still worked here, and
Weddell Sea was still known as Scott C.
All photos here by will Van Dorp unless otherwise attributed.
Here was ASB 2. There might be eight million stories in the naked city, but in its primary boro aka the sixth boro at least half again that number of other stories could be told . . by the collective whoever knows them.
Captain Zeke moves with the diverse stone trade past folks waiting below our very own waving girl and
all those folks waving and taking fotos from the ferry and every other water conveyance.
The 1950 Nantucket‘s back in town . . for the winter.
Yup . . . no one could have predicted these . . .
back when Shearwater was launched in 1929.
A cruise ship shuffles passengers as Peter F. Gellatly bunkers.
Kristy Ann Reinauer stands by a construction barge.
A barge named Progress has returned to South Street Seaport Museum, here between Wavertree and Peking.
Emerald Coast is eastbound on the East River.
Two views of Adirondack, one with WTC1 –or is it 1 WTC or something else–and
another with the Arabian Sea unit.
And Sea Wolf heads north . . . .
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Sandy pushed this 1941 vessel ashore on Staten Island late last October. The registered owner was from another continent and possibly no longer alive due to unrelated circumstances. The city took charge and the sheriff’s auction happened today.
Viewing and inspection happened from this vantage point. Sheriffs offered binoculars, though none with x-ray capability.
Before the auction began, a tanker at least four times greater in length passed northbound in the Arthur Kill.
Auctioneer Dennis Alestra welcomed the crowd to the auction, indicating where the bidding would take place.
Members of the sheriff’s department outnumbered all other attendees combined. Carolina Salguero, director of PortSide NewYork, has a similar tanker, Mary A. Whalen, now possibly the last of this class of coastal tanker in the United States and certainly the only tanker serving as a center for cultural and educational events.
I’ve always enjoyed seeing her.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
I hope you’re enjoying this time warp as much as I am.
Foto #1. Princess Bay northbound through the Old Bay Draw.
Fotos #3 and 4. Reliable II northbound and . . .
showing the sculptural beauty of her house.
Foto #7. Another shot of Tabeling, here exiting the east end of the KVK. Foto is taken looking toward Richmond Terrace, current location of the salt pile.
All fotos taken by Seth Tane around 30 years ago.
home of the two Marys. The farther Mary comes and goes, but the nearer one–Mary A. Whalen, hub of the Basin–will
serve as locus for (literally) tons of visiting historical vessels (See Atlantic Basin 1) this summer as well as intangible amounts
of fun. See the full calendar of music, movies, lectures, and visiting vessels on the calendar here. Or just come by to hang . . . during TankerTime. When I tried to interview Mary A. Whalen about the summer, her only response was the smile created by red-white-blue bunting hanging between the portholes on the house.
in early August . . . if the schedule is to be believed.
Hail! Marys of the Atlantic Basin. See bowsprite’s adorable rendering here.
This coming Saturday–July 24–is City of Water Day in NYC. Some of the events at Atlantic Basin include a marine security display with a VACIS container scanner, a sniffer dog from US Customs and Border Protection, Urban Divers mobile marine museum, a container mover from American Stevedoring, tours of visiting steam lighthouse tender Lilac, live music, food from local Brooklyn vendors including Kevin’s Restaurant and Kustard King. And more!
See more City of Water Day info here.
Middle three fotos by Will Van Dorp; all other fotos and mosaic here by Carolina Salguero.
Unrelated: Earlier today I asked the following question: Can anyone help identify this large floating object on the Hudson here? Foto was taken by the Mighty Quinn five days after the Willis Avenue Bridge floated by, and a few weeks after the house barge sauntered through. And the answer . . . just in from Richard Canty, captain of Glen Cove: The object in question is a set of “cooling towers for the new power plant being built in Astoria at Steinway Street. They were built at P&M Marine’s dock in Coeymans, NY. That dock may be remembered by some as the old Brickyard. The towers are giant sails. Very exciting driving in a wind….. any wind.”
And this will be my last post for July. Lake Opeongo has called. It seems some mysteries there need my immediate attention–or I need theirs . . . stuff like deciphering the code of crickets, the flickering of fireflies, the meandering of muskellunge, the wiles of wintergreen, the secrets of snipe, the contours of congress (lower case), the rituals of relating, the protocol of pursuit, the finesse of friendship (oh.. this could be endless) . . . . Ah, the glories of gallivanting.
Til August . . . cheers from tugster.