Tag Archives: ny harbor
the Newtown Creek Cruise is just 14 days away
skeptical, cynical, and disinclined
Note: This is another one of my “notebook” postings, which are often a little unfinished. When I’m studying something, all sources are initially considered, and sometimes a blind alley or false lead turns out to be wrong. I’m studying Greenpoint … Continue reading
Superfund me
– photo by Mitch Waxman LO, BEHOLD, and TREMBLE… for the Newtown Pentacle is back in session… Over several of the last few years, agents and officials of the Federal Government have conducted a strange and secretive investigation into certain … Continue reading
Do you dare?
– photo by Mitch Waxman On October 24th, your humble narrator will be assisting with the hosting duties on a voyage which will depart from the South Street Seaport’s Pier 17 in the Shining City of Manhattan, crossing the East … Continue reading
…from the landward side…
– photo by Mitch Waxman from “The Horror at Red Hook” by H.P. Lovecraft That same June evening, without having heard a word from the sea, Malone was desperately busy among the alleys of Red Hook. A sudden stir seemed … Continue reading
lucky shot
– photo by Mitch Waxman Luckily, there seems to be some effort underway to paint the Brooklyn Bridge. A sheathing of reflective metal scaffolding recently heralded a fortuitous confluence of solar azimuth and camera vantage point as evidenced above. Luck, … Continue reading
stronger than fear
– photo by Mitch Waxman What would Superman do? This governing logic which demands that one draw a line and say “No more” compels some to step forward and personally form a barrier between law and chaos. To leave behind … Continue reading
2010 Great North River Tugboat Race
– photos by Mitch Waxman Sunday the 5th of September saw the Hudson River boiling with Tugboats, and your humble narrator was onboard the stout Launch 5 (a former NYPD patrol boat- aka the Patrolman Walburger- whose sturdy crew generously … Continue reading
cleanly picked
– photo by Mitch Waxman On one of the periodic Working Harbor Committee trips across the estuarine expanses of New York Harbor, your humble narrator became paralyzed with terror when a benthic shadow slid alongside the vessel which carried my … Continue reading