Bowsprite

toscana

Posted in Uncategorized by bowsprite on 2014/12/18

The most cheery, Christmasy vessel appeared on the horizon this morning:

toscana

ho ho ho.
Twas a jolly way to start a grey morning.

TOSCANA
Vehicles Carrier

Flag: United Kingdom (GB)
Home port: Southampton

Gross Tonnage: 61328
Deadweight: 22250 t
Length × Breadth: 199.99m × 33m
Year Built: 2009

Capacity Cars (RT43): 6,354
Hoistable Decks: 4
Maximum  RoRo dimensions:
Height: 5.20 m
    Width: 7.00 m
    Ramp Weight Capacity: 237 tons

anyone know the shipyard from whence this vessel came? am guessing somewhere Korea or China…

waxing moon

Posted in Uncategorized by bowsprite on 2014/01/05

waxingmoon

The moon rose set tonight brilliantly silver, big, and thin.

I once learned a good trick which I still use to remember the difference between a waxing and waning moon.

However, it is in German.

The curve of the waxing moon fits into the cursive ‘z’ of zunehmen. Nehmen means to ‘take,’ zu means to oneself, so the moon is taking to oneself; it is augmenting, increasing. It will soon be Full.

zunehmen

The curve of the waning moon fits into the rounded part of the ‘a’ of abnehmen, which means to diminish, decline. (It’s not pretty, but think of ‘abscess’ and how good it is for that to diminish.) The moon will soon fade to New.

abnehmen

Waxing Cresent…Waxing Gibbous…Waning Gibbous…Waning Crescent
(this work has been released into the public domain by its author, Tomruen.)

Danke to my bud, Ray of Zurigo, for this tip, on that clear night in the Ticino so many moons ago.

lost and forlorn!

Posted in Uncategorized by bowsprite on 2013/06/20

Where is the Colgate Clock???

It was there yesterday when I was sketching in North Cove. Looking carefully at my photos though, I see it was being lowered away like a ventian blind.

And today, it is GONE!

dondeclock?

Years of hearing over VHF: “…(name of tug), turning around at the Clock, headed for the Gate…” “…(ship name,) southbound off the Clock…” “…hey, Cap, we’re the unit at the Clock, northbound, where you headed?”
We are lost. Lost, I say.

colgateripphoto: Gerry Weinstein

Thank you, Margot. ChickenLittleitis hit. This just up, I’ll be monitoring that void on the shore.