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The first part of this was four months ago here. Follow the red flag.
Know the tug moving this RTC 81?
B. Franklin was the first of her class when she came out in 2012.
Some numbers are 110′ x 33′ and 4000 hp.
How about the approaching tugboat?
That red flag is really visible in this light.
RTC 107 is
pushed by the 2013 Haggerty Girls, the third of the B. Franklin class, same numbers.
All photos, WVD.
RTC 81 … 80,000 barrels capacity. RTC 107 … 100,000 barrels.
Denali arrived in the sixth boro for the first time about three years ago, and I compared her with a fleet mate here. I believe that fleet mate is now scrapped.
If you’ve never seen a tug out of the water, here’s a sense of that. I’ve done other “dry hulls” photos, as you can see here. These photos of Denali come from Mike Abegg.
A lot of traffic passes through the East River, like Foxy 3 here.
That appears to be a scrap barge, a commodity that gets concentrated along the creeks and in ports along the Sound.
Buchanan 12 must earn its owners a lot of money; it seems always to be moving multiple barges of crushed rock . . .
Curtis Reinauer here heads for the Sound pushing
an 80,000 barrel barge, if I’m not mistaken.
All photos, WVD.
When the temperatures drop and days are short, tug and barges units in the NE get busier than in summer.
RTC 42 here gets pushed by Franklin Reinauer, as Gracie–-above–waits at the dock with RTC 109.
A bit later, J. George Betz moves her barge B. No. 210 toward the east.
Navigator appears from the east with her barge.
Barney moves Georgia toward a Bayonne dock, with assistance from Mary.
And Curtis comes in with RTC 81 for more product.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, currently in the state of Georgia, but a few days back when I took these, needed some of that fuel to stay warm. Here from 2007 was my first post by this name.
What gets dragged up? Herring have schooled in the bay recently. Seals have followed them in.
Dutch Girl, Lobster Boy, and Miss Callie follow whatever harbor fish in from outside the Narrows themselves. Notice the hourglass dayshape in the rigging above denoting that trawling is underway.
What else might come up in the trawl nets? What deep harbor life or trash? What off-limits areas are there? Any submarine habitats of the Captain Nemo luxury condo sort? Have any exclusive underwater hotels opened their doors–er… hatches–under the bay, as Peter spotlighted recently in his fantastic Sea Fever blog?
Question for longer-term witnesses that I am: was there a time when NO fishing happened here in –say–the 50s? For now, there’s some reassurance to see fishing fleets, fuel barges, and our Lady juxtaposed.
Photos, WVD.
All fotos, Will Van Dorp
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