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A bit of chain . . . and the onboard scenes like the ones I posted the past two days . . . these are the only views of Pioneer I got.  Simple request:  if you shot any good scenes of Pioneer heeled over or otherwise playing tag in the 20-30 mph winds on Thursday, could you get in touch.  Please.

I’d be happy to exchange fotos, high-res ones.

Especially if you were on the water on another of the chase boats or welcome boats,

let’s exchange

fotos.  Obviously Reid and Anne were the

center of attention . . . royalty of the ball, and again congratulations to them.  See Brian’s (Moveable Bridge) posting from the pier here.

And now . . . faintly, I hear the merfolk and all their kin drumming.  They’re soon to come ashore.    See you at Coney.

Waterborne vehicles have no brakes, but they do have fenders and wheels.  Check out Waterford‘s wheel.


Pioneer‘s wheel has same design in metal.


Schooner Anne‘s not surprisingly features carved designs.

USCG Eagle (ex-Horst Wessel) has three wheels in tandem, six sets of hands at the wheel.


So, here’s the wheel of the tug Cornell.  Why only stubs left where spokes once projected?


All photos, Will Van Dorp, who knows that wheel also refers to props.

First, congratulations to Peter Mello for correctly identifying the yawl in Relief Crew 3 as Leilani. Check out his blog Sea Fever–great poem too–here. He’ll be relief crew soon. Thanks to Sail-Brooklyn, here‘s more info on Leilani (scroll down a bit). More info on Leilani’s builder appears in Portrait of a Port, one of my long-time favorite books. Close second goes to Bonnie, creator of the inimitable frogma, for passing along this link (click through for Leilani and her friends; hope she relief crews soon too.



The gratuitous photo above of Hudson ice was taken only six weeks ago; now that spring is here, I can bear to think of how cold early March was. I walked topless in the park today: I know… it wasn’t very interesting. Not much nudity on this site; I leave that mostly to my fellow-countryman, Meneer Boot. Any guesses who these handsome stockinged knees belong to?



Cristoforo Colombo, it is. A confession: I walked past this Central Park statue last week in the context of the Schooner Anne’s departure, and I had a renewed appreciation of him as an expedition leader. Against stupendous myth, he convinced a crew to sail off into the unknown. Tragic consequences may have come to a civilization from his discovery, but the courage to have ventured beyond reasonable boundaries as his crew did has to be admired. Bravissimo, Cristoforo.



Final note here: Schooner Anne‘s tracking is working again. Find schooner Anne on the blogroll to the left and click. The carving above travels in her living space.

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

escorts… like bridesmaids, Xena’s Gabrielle, doulas everywhere



People wellwishing to starboard and vessel companioning to port.


Blessings of the Quyak folk…



Big G motorfolk …



and slower paced schoonerfolk who if allowed would go all the way, all 1000 days too, but for now content themselves blogging ‘n documentary griots



Anne playing on the sea, playing with the leviathans (see v. 25, 26) be they metal like Alice or CMA CGM Sapphire or organic like the the brothers of the albatross and the sisters aunts and cousins of last week’s whale. Play well for a 1000 days.



All photos by Will Van Dorp.

I’ve never been to Cape Canaveral although I’ve been a space fan ever since Alan Shepard. I was a fan of Tereshkova. I loved the Rutans and John Ridgway. But yesterday was like Canaveral, Baikonur, and the Mojave desert all combined. They started, left!!


Our lady and hundreds more turned out to wish blessings.


Verrazano and all the other bridges of harbors really are like archways.


Track them here. Godspeed Reid, Soanya, and Anne as land recedes and disappears. It’s a thousand Earth Days on what’s mostly a wet earth planet.

Military commanders code-name projects with frightful names like Final Cut and Urgent Fury. But not so the captain of voyages of a certain schooner Anne.



The pink drawing superimposed on the southern Atlantic between South America, Africa, and Antarctica on the chart below suggests the code-name for this next voyage. And no doubt that name will be carved into utilitarian objects soon.



Here’s the schedule for Saturday if you’re looking to see them off. Weather forecast is so stupendous that news of the impending launch had the statues around Columbus Circle consulting their globes.



This news may be what brought the brave young minke in on a reconnaissance mission for the greater rorquals and toothy ones of the Tropic of Capricorn below Ascension. Oh requiem for a minke!



Lovely sailing: Reid, Soanya, and Anne.

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

The announcement of a departure date precipitates this revelation. April 21 3pm . . . she goes. Anne goes. Before she goes, here’s more of the carving inside.



The helm can be controlled from out here or from below. Rigging and weather can be monitored among the warm carvings by peering upward through the plexiglass cupolas.



The singular great wave that is Manhattan will be left behind, replaced by less angular and more dynamic ones.


Here’s the name. Schooner Anne is on my blogroll to the left.


Reid writes of his hand crafted vessel and destination best. See the March 31 post.  Bon voyage Reid, Soanya, and Anne.

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

Meanwhile in Hoboken . . . this mystery ship still awaits, but I don’t want to identify it quite yet. Just savor these pix and imagine the possibilities. Where else might iconic shapes as well as canvas hang from the rigging? Wind magic?




Where do solar panels lie side-by- side with carved mythic panels of tropical hardwood, both types deployed to channel what powers they may into the craft? Electronic magic?



The stern galley admits adequate light to nurture luxuriant growth, an ecosystem unto itself. Biomagic?




Moving forward along the interior starboard, tendrils are drawn to every sunbeam.



In the forepeak ideas and inspiration are carved where your eyes gaze as you chase sleep. . .




and a companionway leads back onto the star deck and up forward . . .



where a carved water sprite bows gracefully in anticipation of a 1000 days of dancing on the waters of the planet. Space flight may bring similar isolation and adventure, but it’ll never match the dance or the artistry of a water voyage. Prepare to dance, my spritely figurehead.


All photos by Will Van Dorp.

First, an update and a photo thanks to Richard: the crane ship shoehorned under the bridges and was recently offloading its cargo in Port Elizabeth. And then there were two, and by now Zhen Hua may be outbound for China.


Meanwhile . . . along the North River, I recently saw what I think must be the most beautiful floating interior there is. I won’t identify the vessel just yet. Specialized how you may ask? Simple, in making the mariner feel at home, as it will have to for a very long voyage.

Admire the rich wood color, all tropical hardwood hand carved by the man who built the boat. Let’s start in the wheelhouse and just glance slowly to port. Notice one spoke of the wheel. The “windows” are about 20 inches high.


We move to port,


more, with the map over the day bed showing the origin of the wood


now looking slightly aft toward the companionway,


and finally stepping down into the aftercabin and looking up toward the skylight, center carving, and wheel.



This interior made me want to build a new space that I’d carve every panel of and install with all manner of skylights and cupolas and stained glass and prisms… I’d better stop. Notice the large crystal between the forward edge of the skylight the the face carving? Go back to the first interior shot above and you’ll notice just the tip of it there too.  Reminds me of a Viking navigational device described here.

More on Specialized 7 later, the most comfortable space in the harbor. By the way, the top porthole is from the same vessel.

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

Blogs and the internet are fantastic collaborative tools. In just a few months, this blog has introduced me to like-minded folk on all continents. Nothing from Antarctica yet. Of course, the mysteries of Alice still remain, but that’s appropriate with unrequited love. The beloved, shown below in this summer 2006 photo, is almost in Canadian maritime water returning from Gibraltar as I write. But why she dashed across the Atlantic and never communicates…. I’ll enjoy the unattention and just have to guess her motivations.

Below are some of your revelations.
Brendan: the tug being restored in the 2/22 post is New York Central Tug #13. Some info on other historic New York vessels can be found here, North River being an alternative designation to the Hudson and as distinguished from the East River.

By the way along the North aka Hudson on the cold Hoboken side, here are two vastly different projects, schooner Anne and Ferry Yankee, described in the link in paragraph above.


Fred: the delightful caravel in the 2/17 was the Nina and the “invisible” vessel in my “header” photo, top of every blog is Drillboat Fractor. See blogroll “tug44”.

Bonnie aka frogma: too numerous to list all, but notable was Rosemary Ruth, Mystic Whaler, and Klang II in the 1/23.  See blogroll.

Carolina: all about Mary Whalen in the 1/20, who floats again this week. See blogroll.
Enough for today. Thanks all.

Let me end by introducing the first blog I knew . . . er . . . blogg that is. Check out their schedule on this homepage; see them if you can… and dare.

All photos by Will Van Dorp.

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