We leave Pier 40 and head down a dark Hudson
The lightship Nantucket
Traffic at the Battery
Off Governors Island: the view back
In Gowanus Bay
It's a bit bigger than a kayak
We paddle down the side...
... at a respectful distance after we discover that the Loujaine's cranes are MOVING
Loujaine could do with a few coats of paint
The New York Grain Terminal...
... a vast ruin
We paddle back out of the dead-end arm of the waterway
The sun is trying to make an appearance
Back past Loujaine...
... with its grinding cranes
Gowanus still life
In the distance, the spires of the city
We leave Loujaine and the Grain Terminal behind
... and cross the waterway ...
... to visit the Maria T.
Then we head toward the Gowanus Canal proper
We approach the Canal's entrance...
... under the Gowanus Expressway
Johna points out natural beauty, even here
We enter the Canal
Under the multilevel bridges
In the first section of the Canal
Industrial tableau 1
Under the 9th Street Bridge, overlooked by curious passers-by
Under the heavy sky...
... and over the oily waters
Industrial tableau 2
Disturbingly glowing colors
Flowers flourish even on a Superfund site
Industrial tableau 3
Industrial tableau 4
We approach the 3rd Street Bridge
Under the bridge...
Red and blue lanterns
... into the final section of the Canal
Detritus... and the water has assumed a strange chalky blue intensity...
We approach the Carroll Street Bridge
Party on the banks of the Gowanus Canal!
Under the Carroll Street Bridge
Sailor vs. octopus
The Union Street Bridge---the last bridge
End of the Gowanus Canal
This may not be the best water to practice braces...
We return... past the party
The 3rd Street Bridge again
Back under the bridge
The sun makes an appearance...
... with sundogs!
A forlorn sailboat
Industrial tableau 5
Back under the 9th Street Bridge
The oily sheen glints in the sun
In the glowing cavern
The final stretch
We aim for the tunnel...
... from the green waters...
... out ...
... into the sun
The sundogs lead us on
Industrial tableau 6
Industrial tableau 7
We paddle back past the huge barges and petroleum tanks...
... out into sight of the open harbor
The sundogs still glint in the sky, either side of the sun
Free at last
Toward the Statue...
... and Manhattan, home