The real star of yesterday, though, was seeing replicas of the Nina and Pinta on the Newburgh waterfront.
I've mentioned before that I have some sort of connection to old sailing ships. I don't know why, because I've never been on a boat while it was moving. In fact, these two and the moored Mayflower replica are the only ones I've ever been on in my life. Just walking the pier to get out to these yesterday was a challenge for me...in this case, mentally, and not physically. But I did OK. By the end I was feeling pretty secure walking around on the pier actually. Even being on the boats themselves did not bother me- although when one larger boat went by on the river and made it rock with the waves I did have to hold on, but that was only briefly.
It turned out to be a lot of fun...and of course I ended up taking a bunch of pictures, some of which I'll show here now:
Walking to them
Out on the pier. The little blue tent is where you cross from land to pier. Note the church steeple.
I don't think the original had tires on it...or fire extinguishers, or a gift shop, LOL
The rigging is so complex, and why I don't build ship models of this era.
I actually really liked the Pinta, it was my favorite of the two. Although I keep going to type Pinto, because I've been into cars my whole life.
Looking south on the Hudson River, taken from the Pinta.
Looking at the Nina from the Pinta
This came out a little blurry, but it's a map showing where the two ships travel. They also do the West Coast but they didn't have that on this map.
A paddle wheeler! Not as nice as Lake George's Mini-Ha-Ha but still a thrill to see. This goes for regular tours on the Hudson, from Newburgh to Cold Spring and back. It only costs $22 a ticket, which is a great price.
Taken from the upper deck of the Pinta.
Possibly my favorite photo of the day.
Another shot looking south from the upper deck of the Pinta. You can see the River Rose in the center.
Taken from the upper deck of the Pinta. I still cant believe I walked out there. Also, my brother and I had a good laugh at that little boat moored there next to the much larger boats...one of them, the Sequoia, is probably about the same size as our house.
The masts castings shadows in the river.
Looking north from the Pinta, showing the Newburgh-Beacon Bridge.
Front of the Pinta
Rigging of the Nina
Apparently Columbus was a Green Bay Packers fan
I timed this shot really well if I don't say so myself.
Looking back at the Pinta from the Nina
nose of the Nina
I actually went out to the end of the pier. You can see the edge in the bottom middle here.
Coming back to our side of the river on the same Mid-Hudson Bridge. This is the original shot.
Cropped down, you can see the ship through the slats in the railing. I took only one shot so the fact that I was able to get it really was more luck than skill.
Lastly, here's a picture of me taken on the Pinta.
While they did not have any trading cards for sale, they did have three different souvenir post cards, which I naturally purchased.
Both ships off Maine
Nina
Labeled on back as the Pinta while clearly being the Nina.
Thanks for reading! It was a great day and very enjoyable. You can see all the photos I took on my website HERE.
That ship is a beauty
ReplyDeleteI agree...love those old ships!
DeleteLove the pics Billy. Thanks for posting.
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading!
DeleteThose are awesome shots! I need to check to see when their next trip down this way is scheduled for. But seeing them here wouldn't match the Hudson. I love the HRV. I've told my wife for years I'd like to retire up there. Dunno if it'll happen though.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I've lived here all my life. It's home to me. Not very good if you have allergies though, hah!
DeleteI always liked the wooden tall ships, I have a small collection that I had around as decorations. Touring them is an enjoyment, like seeing the past.
ReplyDeleteMe too. There is just something special about those old ships. If you ever get the chance to visit the Mayflower replica it's also worth the trip.
DeleteThanks Ma.
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