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Carl Sandburg said: “The fog comes . .. on little cat feet.
It sits looking . . . over harbor and city . . . on silent haunches
And then moves on.”
A tanker arrives with a name
that’s ironic on a few levels . .
Meagan Ann hauls Witte 4002 out to dump and
Mary Alice returns Witte 4004 from HARS before Meagan Ann returns.
And Barney Turecamo comes into port a bit while the barge is monitored by Jennifer.
To finish, here’s another shot of Combi Dock 1 arriving from China with lots of sea miles logged….
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
Genesis Energy likely has more boats on inland waters than offshore. I saw the first two boats in today’s post first when they had Hornbeck livery.
Genesis Victory used to be Huron Service (and further regression is found at that link) and
Genesis Liberty used to be
Liberty Service, and here’s more regressions on both.
A lot of boats in the harbor have worn other names previously. It’s true of Mary Alice.
Here’s her history, thanks to Birk’s gold mine site.
Jonathan C, however, is brand spanking new, having been christened less than a year ago. But starting from week one, maintenance needs doing.
Ditto Janet D, she’s less than two years old.
And here is Labrador Sea as I saw her last week, but when I first photographed her she looked
I hope you enjoyed this look backwards.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
If you depart at 0400, there’s not much to photograph. Light beckoned as we approached Newburgh/Beacon.
I saw Mt. Beacon as I never had before;
ditto Storm King in sunrise that even dappled
the wave tops.
Once around Gee Point, we saw the statue (to the left on the ridge)
of Kościuszko’s, fortifier of West Point.
Once south of the Bear Mountain Bridge, passengers traveled upstream
for seasonal seesighting.
Scrap was sought.
Sloops sailed and
work boats waited their time.
More statues sighted, and
vessels waited their time.
And we had arrived at a place where at least two boros approached each other.
Will Van Dorp, who took these photos, is back in the boros for a while.
Here was 4. Pairings suggest to me springtime, and I certainly am ready for that to happen.
Here a blindingly cold blue Meagan Ann departs the Kills with a team of scows
Cape Sally and Cape Heane. Are there really capes by these names?
From back in January . . . it’s Chesapeake 1000 towed into the Kills by
Mary Alice and tailed by
Non-matching but a pair nonetheless here is Paul Andrew and Liberty V.
And since this post seems to be sticking to the color blue, here’s a pair I took a photo of midMay last year… Emily Ann driving Crow‘s last ride.
And although red . . . Little Bear and bigger sister Bear . . . has anyone recently gotten a photo of them you could share here?
To end on a blue note . . . does anyone ave photos of Atlantic Salvor in its current Caribbean context?
All photos here by Will Van Dorp.
Storm Juno was all hyperbole in the five boros . . . not as harsh as in eastern Long Island and southern New England, but it was cold the day after. Nevertheless, Mary Alice and Cheyenne were hard at work,
as was Mister Jim.
The same is true for Barbara McAllister and
Buchanan 1 was at work.
The government boats were out like Liberty V and
Of course, cold means demand for fuel . . and Matthew Tibbetts was moving it , as
was Crystal Cutler.
Joyce D. Brown was moving the railroad and
Treasure Coast had a barge astern headed south. Anyone know what cargo was/will be in the barge?
All photos by Will Van Dorp, who went out to see the sights after the storm.
Robert E. McAllister has quickly become my favorite tugboat in the sixth boro. I know how fickle that sounds . . . But here, muscling Victorious Ace around under cover of darkness, Robert E. is incomparable.
As many in the sleeping city have eyes closed, not everyone does. Mary Alice (I think) grabs scows by the pair.
Behold Discovery Coast, sleepless in the sixth boro.
Ellen, . . . whom I’ve long admired and still do, I’m happy to meet
your sister. According to this 2004 article, McAllister had at that time converted over a dozen of these.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Upriver at Magdalen Island, here’s a followup to Ooops 3 . . . Mary Alice (1974) brings in bucket on dredge Delaware Bay (2006) to begin process of raising the beached scow. That’s Leopard Albany-bound on left side of page. See Leopard anchored in the sixth boro in the second foto here.
These fotos come thanks to Dock Shuter.
Resolute (1975) heads for a rendezvous with Zim Qingdao. That’s High Mercury and the ferry terminal in the background.
Anyone know who takes credit for that white arch atop the terminal?
Headon view of the new Mary Gellatly (2000). Actually, I wish the green trim along lower side of house windows were left . . . even enhanced. That’s Maersk Caitlin in the background.
Tied up along the salt pile . . . it’s Vane’s Red Hook (2013) and Hunting Creek (2012) They may be the two newest tugboats in the sixth boro.
Catherine Turecamo (1972) closes in to meet UASC Jeddah.
And here . . . high and dry and needing a shave, it’s Specialist. Here (scroll through to the end) is a foto of the same vessel–house up–three plus years ago. Is she really a 1956-build?
And finally, heading into the Narrows, it’s
Sea Bear (1990).
Thanks to Dock Shuter for the Mary Alice fotos. All others by Will Van Dorp.
Think of the sixth boro as a destination/origin as well as a crossroads. WMEC-905 Spencer anchored in that point of convergence as of midday.
In points not far from Spencer and the Statue, cargo destined for/originating in this port was moving only if it could transfer in the harbor, petroleum liquid, like here, congress happened between barges powered by Pati T Moran and Sassafras as Meagan Ann passes by with a scow. For debris?
Kimberly Turecamo stands by with Long Island itself . . . well, a fuel barge by that name. The spirit is greatly willing to move fuel to faltering consumers on the shore, but the distribution system is broken, for now.
Nicole Leigh Reinauer awaits the green light.
St Andrews with barge on this side and Kimberly Poling on the other . . . like thirsty twins on their mother, Glory Express.
Traversing the sixth boro . . . Marion Moran pushes LaFarge barge Adelaide to points south.
Supply boat ABC-1 passes tanker Favola.
Diane B waits with a barge. A problem is that debris like blowaway and sunken containers may lurk unseen at the transfer docks.
Doris Moran, with another LaFarge barge, makes a power turn from the North River into the East River.
A cluster of DonJon vessels–tugs Mary Alice, Thomas D. Witte, and Brian Nicholas–attend to crane barges Columbia NY and Raritan Bay on some “unwatering” project just west of the Battery Coast Guard station.
Transiting the sixth boro from south to North is Apollo Bulker. More fotos of her later. She may be headed to Albany.
Ken’s Booming & Boat Service tug Durham passes the “seeing boat” Circle Line Manhattan.
Over by the Brooklyn Navy Yard, schooner Lynx heads for the Sound, past an East River ferry.
And–this just in–as of 1900 hrs tonight, APL Sardonyx became the first container ship to enter Port Elizabeth,
escorted in by McAllister Sisters and Barbara McAllister. Interestingly, see the foto here of her as one of the first into the port post-Irene!! Here’s another shot almost exactly two years ago of APL Sardonyx.
And a bit later, APL Coral came in, escorted by Elizabeth and Ellen McAllister.
Outside the Narrows waits USS Wasp, recently here five months ago for Fleet Week. A pulse has been re-established.
I am mindful that many residents of the area are hurting. My prayers go out for relief for them soon. Folks who suffered through post-Katrina are also sending along their prayers and encouragement, their solidarity with Sandy-afflicted.
We went through a “reboot” here 14 months ago, but this one is going to be much tougher.
10 was just over exactly a year ago, and my first “fog” post fotos were taken over six years ago here. This autumn dawn brought fog and horns . . . horns that could be heard, with echoes, and felt. Eukor Morning Conductor seemed asleep to shore folk
as Anna L. Miller motored by.
On the KVK, Gage Paul Thornton chugged to an appointment as Bow Summer , which I last saw in springtime Panama, made all lines fast.
Mary Alice towed more Kills bottom out to sea.
Finally, the loudest and deepest horn came into view.
attached to Americas Spirit, a name of a befogged yet moving vessel which I’ll avoid attributing too much symbolic meaning to.
Taurus passes Robbins Reef Light.
And Americas Spirit came closer.
She was so close to this shore observer that two of her crew could be clearly seen on the bridge wing.
Barbara McAllister spun her stern to put the tanker portside to at the dock. More of these docking fotos tomorrow.
And Hunting Creek also made her way from Brooklynside to Bayonneside.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
Labor Day, my father used to say, was a time to labor. We did, and lots of people do. When I was out this morning from before moonset until 9 a.m., ample evidence of ongoing work presented itself, work that had started hours before I was able to get fotos. I love the light at daybreak. Here’s Freddie K Miller north of me and
northeast of me a few seconds later.
Here’s Margaret Moran before sunrise east of me as she returned from assisting Saudi Hofuf into port, and
here’s Catherine Turecamo about a half hour later (exactly 07:33 . . . remember that) exiting the KVK west of me.
Here’s Atlantic Salvor towing dredge spoils out as Mary Alice returns with a scow, and here’s
the bigger picture as Salvor moves east of me. Vessel in the distance is Titan.
Here’s looking north at Weddell Sea at moonset, and
looking southward at Rosemary Miller parading a pair of pickups around the same time.
Here are Gramma Lee T Moran, Siva Sincerity, and . .. again . . . Catherine Turecamo arriving from the east. Time is 08:51, almost an hour and a half later than the previous shot of Catherine.
And two more of the trio, mere
Here’s a mystery . . . I’d swear that was Taurus, but AIS says Taurus is in Louisiana. Can anyone identify the Kirby tug here?
Happy Labor Day, and if you have to work, I hope you at least enjoy it, as I did as a kid.