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On a recent foggy rainy day, I caught Elk River bunkering (I believe) Maritime Kelly Anne. That’s certainly an interesting name, although yesterday Endless Summer topped it, arriving from Brasil. Might there be a string of ships with movie name references out on the oceans?
I love how fog narrows the depth of field in a natural way.
The same day Genesis Vigilant nosed into an IMTT dock.
Wye River was traveling light on the way to and likely from a barge,
as were Morgan Reinauer,
Haggerty Girls, and
and Stephen Reinauer.
Brendan was following a ship to Port Elizabeth.
Stephanie Dann was headed for sea and south.
Ellen S. Bouchard was lying alongside B. No. 262, as her fleet and their crews languish. And exfiltrate?
Catherine Miller moves a Caddell crane . . . back to the KVK base.
All photos,WVD.
Here are posts one through five in this series.
Just a photo essay, Vane tugs and barges in the KVK through all the daylight hours today.
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
To continue on from yesterday’s list . . . I’ve done chugster, jetster, even a gangster . . . though you have to search for it here by scrolling a bit, but the blog is called tugster, and I’m proud of that some chuckles notwithstanding . . . .
This is a cross section for the 250th time, a random sampling of what tugboats were working in the Upper Bay of NYC aka the sixth boro on a given morning earlier this week. By the way, the 001 version of this title dates from October 2007.
Vane Brothers boats and barges abound.
Hunting Creek stands by a set of four of them, while
Wye River travels light past the ferry racks.
Franklin Reinauer travels light past the count-defying load of containers on a ULCV over in Global.
ATB Freeport and Chemical Transporter transfer cargo over at the east end of IMTT, at
the same time
Scott Turecamo and New Hampshire do.
CF Campbell stands by with Long Island.
And passing an unusual but new landmark along the sixth born margins,
Patrice McAllister makes her way west. Quick . . . name a larger global garment retailer than H & M, and what the initials H & M expand to? Answers here.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, whose fingers froze and cold tears flowed while having the float-about, look-about.
I’m not shifting the focus of this blog to photography–although it’s always been photo driven–but it’s fun to shoot what the light allows, which in this case somewhat obscures the identification of the tug in the foreground and highlights in profile the construction over by the Goethals Bridge. Also, I’ve not forgotten a realization of a few weeks back about there being nothing random; context here is recent sixth boro.
Anyhow, name that tug?
Meanwhile, north of the GW, it’s Joan Moran (1975) with a coal barge, from what I could tell.
Farther downriver, it’s Atlantic Coast (2007) with a dredge scow.
On that same dredge project, Shannon Dann (1971) stands by with GL 602.
Wye River (2008) waits over by the Palisades,
Sea Wolf (1982) holds steady over by –is that?–Edgewater.
Barry Silverton counts down for an appointment with Fight ALS,
Brendan Turecamo (1975) hangs with Connecticut, and
that brings us back to the first photo, now benefitting from a different light and easily identifiable as
Doris Moran (1982).
All photos by Will Van Dorp.
I considered calling this “random vessels,” since I haven’t used that title in a while, but here is a tighter focus for a few days: tugboats. Here I also randomize the backgrounds and seek out some vessels infrequently seen. Like the rare and exotic Shelby Rose and
Jay Michael and Vicki M and
Patricia with her racing stripes up against the gantry arms.
Wye River and James E. Brown here cross the south end of Newark Bay, where
Sandmaster has been tied up for (?) nearly a year now.
Sassafras did a circle in Erie Basin recently, and
Thomas, the Weeks tug, strode into town, picked up a barge and headed straight for Texas! The first time I saw Thomas was January 2009. Remember what memorable event splashed into the Hudson around the middle of that month?
Buchanan 12 here is light and seen from almost her prop wash. I hadn’t noticed the Boston registry before.
Quantico Creek stays local a lot, but Severn I don’t see much.
Here’s Tangier Island behind . . yes, Gerardi’s Farmers Market.
OK . . . that’s it for today. All photos by Will Van Dorp. More random tugs tomorrow.
Choptank . . .
Nanticoke again . . .
Wye River . . . though it looks the same as Nanticoke and Choptank.
Christiana . . . is in a different class, for Vane, although she looks a lot like a certain Reinauer.
Chesapeake . . . thought it could be –at least to my eye– either Wye River, Choptank, or Nanticoke.
Wye River . . . although it could be Chesapeake with nameboards switched?? [No, there’s a slight window difference in the wheelhouse.]
The nameboards say Wicomico.
Wicomico again.
Wicomico a third time, passing what looks like Charles D. McAllister.
Patapsco, according to the nameboards.
Brandywine is a twin of Christiana. At 6000 hp, they’re a smidgeon less than 1/3 more hp than the Patapsco class.
Back to the Patapsco class, it’s Bohemia.
Of that class, I’ve yet to see Patuxent, Anacostia, and Severn.
Has there ever been another company that had 15 identical (are there nuances I’ve missed??) tugboats? And on the Patapsco class, why does the forward companionway lead starboard rather than port?
All fotos . . . Will Van Dorp.
Sometimes passing is just passing, like when Wye River heads out as
its sibling arrives, but which . . . given those siblings are as numerous as the sources of the Chesapeake.
“And not alone are they, not strangers in the day . . .” Oh, that’s inspiration coming from one of my favorite Phil Ochs’ songs.
“In the stream cold and blue, barge double skin, named number five oh two. But the tug, I ask her for her name. . . .”
“Stern answers with no shame and . . . wheels away do spin . . .” Oops . . . thanks Phil, but inspiration lost for now. And what rhymes with Magothy?
See this link for Thoma-Sea Boatbuilders, who delivered Magothy to Vane in September 2008, and Wye River in June 2008.
All fotos here by Will Van Dorp.
Second call for help on Onrust:
Volunteers needed!!
We are planning on launching the Onrust ship on May 20th and are looking to schedule more volunteer help to assist in the construction of the ship especially in the next three weeks and were wondering if you and anyone you know would be able to participate? We need help to finish mechanical and electrical installations (engine room), carpentry work on and below deck, with moving of the wood piles around in the yard (with and without tractor), cutting small trees, with finishing touches on the outside of hull (caulking, painting).
We work SEVEN DAYS A WEEK from 9 am to 5 pm.
The ship is located near the Mohawk River at:
Mabee Farm Historic Site
1080 Main Street (Route 5S)
Rotterdam Junction, NY 12150
(From Schenectady Exit 1A on I-890 puts you on Route 5S, go 2,7 miles,
sign for farm is on right hand side)
Your help would be greatly appreciated.
Looking forward to hearing from you, Greta
Greta Wagle
Onrust Project Director
C 518 -248 -1395
W 518- 439-2096
Fax 518 -439-4052
ghwagle@nycap.rr.com
www.theonrust.com
Thanks to Joel Milton for this foto. Romer Shoal Light dwarfed by the sky? If so, here’s some info on origin of name, which I wanted to spell “roamer,” which would make it an especially treacherous shoal and ingenuous light. Zeebart recently sent this lighthouse link.
This foto illustrates the profound attraction big water exerts: openness, uncluttered vistas, an antidote to hustlebustle. Melville nails it in Moby Dick Chapter 1 paragraph 3 especially with the lines starting . .
” What do you see?- Posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pier-heads; some looking over the bulwarks of ships from China; some high aloft in the rigging, as if striving to get a still better seaward peep. But these are all landsmen; of week days pent up in lath and plaster- tied to counters, nailed to benches, clinched to desks. How then is this? Are the green fields gone?”
Other sights to behold may be haunting, like this one from Punta Arenas, shared by Jesse, who took the foto as he neared the southern end of his many-thousand-mile motorcycle journey from New York to Tierra del Fuego and as documented in this compelling blog southbound650.
Above unidentified square-rigger may have launched from the same yard, same year–124 years ago– as Wavertree, below, benefiting from several decades of volunteer work in lower Manhattan. Notice the location of the two hawses on both vessels. Two guys on the bowsprit on next two fotos below are jerseycity frankie and … tugster, taken by Maggie.
Bowsprit painters show scale and size of the headrig.
See Tierra del Fuego on the distant horizon. In foreground, the decrepit handiwork of the industrial past gets re-purposed as docking
extraordinary, profoundly unique.
Might she of the intriguing name Wye River (unless you know the Chesapeake watershed) be afloat 124 years hence (2133 AD or CE)? Re-purposed?
There’s something about spring’s unstoppable approach out of the frozen grasp of winter that raises questions about past and future.
Good time for me to write and read blogs, devour good books, and seek out the challenging in other print. Make lists. Listen to haunting music. Gather with kindred spirits.
Good book: The River Why. Here’s a summary.
Challenging article: Harley enthusiasts in Havana, Cuba, transcending politics. I’ve tried to weave this into the blog almost two months now. It’s the transcending ideology that appeals to me.
Haunting music: Gordon Lightfoot “Wherefore and Why.” Lyrics. Youtube cover.
Gathering: I added some links since posting this yesterday. Eager for the next waterbloggergathering.
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