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Lord Byron’s poem “She walks in Beauty” might eventually be parodied rather updated in this post. If you’ll click on this link, you’ll get the entire poem AND a Botticelli Venus. I admit I had a long discussion with Botticelli about this work while he was creating it: have her turn around, I pleaded. Oh well. I long ago gave up trying to argue with Sandro’s about anything. Meanwhile, seeing how bows got us to Dolly Parton, who knows how an examination of sterns might lead, how it could descend . . . or rise.
The name’s the thing sometimes like here or
here: behold ex-Jaguar.
Sure, it’s fuel barge bow but a survey stern.
Look upon ex-Exxon Empire State. Why is Responder on recycling duty so much?
uh . . . ? Anyone help? [Thanks to Jeff and James: Psara meaning “of fish.”]
Check out Doris Moran and Cable Queen. Anyone know the Cable Queen story?
Catch a glimpse of Ruth M. Reinauer, class of 2009.
Drool over John J. Harvey. By the way, to learn more about this legendary fireboat, come hear author Jessica DuLong read at Atlantic Gallery on October 21, or read her book My River Chronicles. I immensely enjoyed it.
Relish the lines on what for 40ish years has been the sixth boro’s very own mostly stay-at-home some of the time flat-bottom, Pioneer.
Marvel at Maryland, as she wonders about this island. Yeah, and wanders about it, too.
Oh . . . posteriors. Send in your favorite.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
By the way, Patricia Ann bounced me around quite a bit, I hung on, but I haven’t seen her since.
All that power . . . it makes foam, like on the mouth of a horse or draft ox overexerting itself, or
like below the mill race, or
a very localized storm
like natural ones that generate sea foam, which supernaturally produced Venus a la Bottecelli. Viva la spuma!
I wonder how much mud moves around when thousands of horsepower spin the wheels in in shallow water.
Now see all mirror & no foam around the tugs over at Biffle’s Pacific northwest site. Wow!
Tugs top to bottom: Juliet Reinauer, McAllister Responder, Patricia Ann, and Nathan E. Stewart
Fotos: Will Van Dorp
One of the longest SW–NE diagonals of Long Island would run from Norton Point on Coney Island along the North Fork to not far beyond Greenport, about a hundred miles by air. The village of Greenport, which enjoys solid connections to the sixth boro, held its annual maritime festival this past weekend with a several events befitting a maritime festival.
In the foreground is wine red Cornell, flagship of EEMI and pictured recently here and here. Next is Thames tug Patricia Ann (see p. 21), formerly Navy tug YTB 758 aka Paducah, now based in the Thames River, New London.
Lining up waiting for the parade to begin, Costello Marine’s crane barge Preston waits at the visible end.
Here Preston is lost between in the arms of fishing vessel Merit, tug Dragon (mostly hidden behind fishing vessel Illusion) and tug Hobo (gold).
All following the lead of USCG Shinnecock and minitug Drummer Hoff. Or was it the signal of the C-130 aircraft banking to port in the distance…
More Greenport pushing and racing soon.
All photos by Will Van Dorp and Elizabeth Wood.
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