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Still fotos are mute;   they communicate no noise. Too bad . . .  because River Day 5 hurt the ears, like thunder over the Hudson.  Take the dory Willi Bohlmann.  I’m still wondering who Willi here is.  Hear the blast, feel the concussion?


Imagine it:   I didn’t expect to find this . . .  blunderbuss  on board.


Or Owl, also depicted here yesterday, has 16 guns that


look realistic, given the red tampions resting on the ports.


The small steamers carried several noise makers


loud enough to alarm, or startle.


Like this white steamer with conflicting image:  prissy canvas and


a thunderous cannon.


The orlop deck of Half Moon has armament expeditiously unleashed


when needed and carrying the company logo branded into it, maybe so you remember who you’re fighting for.  Robert Juet‘s log, inspiration for the blog henrysobsession, refers to some of their guns as murderers.


I’m sure this vessel has its own set of noise makers.


And then there are these on John J. Harvey, which I understand as “water cannon,” but are actually called “monitors” trained skyward at quite the ardent angle.


This is what Harvey looks like when it’s high time you move.  In its prime, its five engines could speed the 130′ focus to an emergency at 22 knots!  1931 was her launch date, coming off the ways from Todd Shipyard; recall that if you ever shop at the Ikea in that general vicinity today.


Back when I kayaked, I fancied myself as the antithesis of noise, the better to approach birds and fish . . .  .  I can’t resist here–given the noise of Day 5, I imagined calling out to this paddler:  “you’re too stealthy.  Get thee to a gunnery.”    OK, throw tomatoes…


All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

Unrelated:  Time is nearly up to get tickets to the PortSide fundraiser while they last here and  bid on line for the fabulous auction items (like a catered dinner at a private waterfront location with Bowsprite and me)  on eBay.

I still find it strange to call this Day 5 of River Day:  I’d feel better calling it hours 97 through 120 of the Day.  Regardless, Day 5 ended in the former capital of the state of New York, a city today of 22,000.  Saying Kingston lies about 80 miles north of the Battery does not address how different it feels from New York City.  And yet this brings up  Heraclitus:  No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.   In other words, the water in Kingston today will flow through the sixth boro maybe only a few dozen hours later, so . . . by my own fuzzy logic, Kingston could be considered part of the sixth boro.  Here’s Cornell and Governor Cleveland, equally at home in Kingston’s Rondout Creek here or the Upper Bay of NYC.


From a distance, the Day 5 flotilla looks similar to other days, a stretched out procession impossible to photograph well in its entirety.  From a different perspective, I wonder whether during the upriver trip of the Half Moon 400 years ago, canoes may have accompanied it for parts of the way:  use your imagination here to transform fiberglass runabouts to canoes.  The shore here may appear today as it did in Hudson’s day.


Onrust, Governor Cleveland, and John J. Harvey are in this procession for the duration,


as is Clearwater, here with the sloop Woody Guthrie.


More Woody Guthrie soon, I promise.  By the way, the singer Woody used to live on Mermaid Avenue in Coney Island, location of the mermaid parade NEXT weekend!  That’s cutter Ridley in the background, named for a turtle!


Meet Owl, who came to greet.  Anyone help with info on Owl?


So did a host of small steamers, a unique throwback to an earlier Kingston.


Also, this cabin cruiser sports an exotic propulsion system:   an outboard clamped onto the swim platform;  now that’s something you’d never seen 80 miles to the south.


The same is true for Willi Bohrmann.  More Willi fotos tomorrow.


Even the wildlife came along the creek, as had deer of 100 generations earlier when Hudson first sailed in.


Thanks to Jeff for this concluding foto for today:  a cyclopean tugster happily perched on tugboat Cornell.


All fotos except the last one here by Will Van Dorp.

For a different take on the end of Day 5 of River Day, see Old Salt here.

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