New York City

NYC in the fog..
The next morning, the thick fog continues to blanket New York Harbor. We time our departure from Sandy Hook, NJ for 10:00 am so our passage through Hell’s Gate on the East River will be at slack tide around 1:00 pm, otherwise the currents there can get extremely swift. Large ships loom out of the fog.

Just like on our previous Nordhavn in 2017, Nora takes the helm and guides us through
 New York City once again. She does a terrific job with the fog and all the boat traffic.

Large landmarks, like the Verrazzano Bridge, the Statue of Liberty, and the lower Manhattan skyline are nearly impossible to see.

The Verrazzano-Narrows Bridge (1964) is in front of us. Do you see it?

New York harbor is a madhouse on any normal day. The level of activity is difficult to capture in still photos. With the fog, you cannot see what was happening except by using radar, AIS, and keeping our eyes wide open constantly scanning 360.

The upper part of this ship disappears into the fog. Looks like a ghost ship!

We carefully follow Worknot, trying to not lose sight of her in the fog; weaving our way between tugs, cargo ships, barges, police boats, and water taxis scooting to and from Manhattan, Brooklyn, Staten Island, and New Jersey.

The city finally just barely starts to show itself.

Lots of ships in a small area.

We pass Governor’s Island, and heading up the East River, the buildings on the banks of the river are impossibly close. The UN and other buildings fade into the fog.

In addition to ships, there are an unbelievable number of small ferries and water taxis.

The fog is slowly inching its way upwards.

...and up.

The fog finally clears the top of the United Nations building.

Police Boats scurry by. Even in the fog, NYC is an incredible city to view from the water.

The grey day continues and creates an eerie monochromatic landscape.

Statue of Liberty in the background.

The "Big Apple"

Strange old buildings stand abandoned on islands in the river. Other buildings of every type cover the shoreline.

This may be old and abandoned, but I'm sure it's worth a gold mine!

Strange, but I like it!

We want Coca Cola please!

Amazingly this mega-barge is actually a floating prison, right across the river
from Rikers Island. Neither place is on our bucket-list!

Bridges, bridges, & more bridges
We cruise in and out of fog, under the iconic bridges of New York City, and carefully time our pass through Hells Gate.

Brooklyn Bridge (1883).

Brooklyn Bridge, up close.

Manhattan Bridge (1912).

Manhattan Bridge, getting closer.

Williamsburg Bridge (1903).

59th Street Bridge (1909), & we're "Feelin Groovy"!

Triborough Bridge (1936) and Hell Gate Bridge. 

Hell Gate Bridge (1916).

Bronx-Whitestone Bridge (1939).

We say goodbye to New York City, and we set our course to our next stop, the harbor of Port Washington, NY. 


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