Downtown New York, Lower
Manhattan, is as you imagine it, glass and steel, nothing old or
tatty. The heliport by the river had 6 machines powered up
with rotors spinning, others in and out like noisy dragonflies. The
ferries and water taxis seemed much less threatening in
daylight.
From the East River side, the Empire
State Building is not part of downtown Manhattan. The blocks in
front of it are much more like the East London ones we demolish, with
pick-up trucks on top to test Toyota robustness.
Across the river from East Side in New
York state, the area of seemed derelict, old jetties and buildings,
perhaps just waiting for redevelopment. Quite a
contrast.
At the north end, Upper East Side, you are
back to posh office blocks.
Ten miles away, I am on a mooring off the City Island
Yacht Club. I could not get ashore all day: Even in the lulls
twenty knots is too much wind to row ashore without good
shelter. There was shelter last night with the wind off the island,
but it has come round to give a mile for the seas to build
up now.
The forecast is better for
tomorrow and the wind direction now is right to blow me
back to Cape Cod. I will wait for a bit less wind and
some daylight.