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Here are previous installments focusing on background.
Sometimes the partial reveal and the juxtaposition highlight what’s on the shorelines, like those triple deckers in Bayonne that would blend in perfectly in many 19th century mill towns.
Or the hugely forgotten Singer plant in Elizabeth, hugely forgotten by most residents of Elizabeth, that is. Imagine, if someone could turn the clock back on that one, 10,000 people would have manufacturing jobs . . . either sewing machines, or
weaponry of all sorts.
But one detail on the bank over by the NJ-side of the Bridge caught my attention. So I thought these beams would be trucked from the disappearing bridge to a scrapping yard. How surprised I was when the crane lifted the beam off the truck not 1000 feet from where they’d been on duty for decades and
one after the other
to what might be a series of trucks below. I can’t quite see what becomes of the beams on the ground at Bergen Point. And I think that’s the Passaic small boat. ??
All photos by Will Van Dorp. Keep your eyes open and stay safe.
Coming out of Newark Bay,
Hudson, the newest Vane 4200.
And a bit later, exiting the Arthur Kill past Shooters Island, it’s
Neptune, the former Chevron Snohomish.
I’ve not seen Neptune here much, and
here, thanks to Jonathan Steinman, here’s the first I see of Hudson pushing a barge likely toward the mid North Shore of Isle of Long.
All but the last photo by Will Van Dorp.
One of my (formerly) secret heroes is Guy Noir, secret because I may be revealing too much about myself in admitting that. But life’s too short to care about drivel like that. Noir has an office on the 20th floor of the Acme Building in a “city that knows how to keep its secrets,” yet each week a different mysterious woman seems to find him in quest of a favor. So imagine this as a view from Noir’s Portsmouth VA office around 1600 hrs . . . on the last night of the year. It’s rainy but warm and all the creeks feeding into the estuary course in, with color and warmth of some old coffee . . . I was last here, though on the river then, about six weeks ago here. And notice the hammerhead crane to the right. Here’s
the deal. But I’ll come back to this history stuff later.
For now, this is a record of the last night of the year, what my parents used to call “old years night.”
In the fading light, there’s Michael J. McAllister, another McA (Nancy??) behind it, Camie, and a trio of Robbins Maritime minis called Thunder, Lightning, and Squall. AND if you look carefully beyond the McAllister tugs, you’ll see Dann Ocean’s Neptune and the Colonna Shipyard, where a Staten Island ferry is being overhauled. Click here for previous posts referring to Colonna.
In the driving rain as the last hours of the year ebb away, Vane tug Chatham heads south; the oil must move . . . . even when the postal stream sleeps.
Shadows . . . on a rainy night paint the river. And under the “tent” inside
And so ended 2015 for me . . . not a low-flying aircraft but a high flying window perch.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, private and public eye.
Specialist (Texas) is looking good for a 1956 vessel.
Dean Reinauer (Rhode Island, 2013) heads into the rising sun.
Eastern Dawn (Louisiana 1978) passes the hose rack.
Gramma Lee T Moran and Barney Turecamo in the KVK under an unsettled sky.
Caitlin Ann (1961, Louisiana) with tons of scrap.
Patrice McAllister (Alabama, 1999) stands by. Here was how she looked her first hours in the sixth boro.
Neptune (1992, Louisiana) tends the dredge along the Con Hook Range.
All photos taken this week by Will Van Dorp.