Manly
Tugboats of San Francisco
By Guy Span
Although the era is almost ended, this
commentator feels compelled to report on the end of empire – the
last days of manly tugboats on San Francisco Bay. As a young pup,
when this observer first arrived as a tourist (and all new
arrivals here are “tourists”), one couldn’t help noticing
tons of brawny tugs. AMNAV (American Navigation) sported some of
the finest, with their Predator, Titan, Marauder and Avenger –
these were tugboats with high testosterone and an attitude.
This has been partly a tradition in the industry
as the Maritime Museum’s preserved steam tug Hercules attests
(and waits your inspection just past Pier 45). A list of historic
tug photographs in the author’s collection includes: the Goliah,
Neptune, Rival, Tiger, Pirate, and a perennial favorite, the Case
Ace.
But unfortunately, that brawny history is now
under the gun. New entrants, like Bay and Delta, challenge the
mystique of the past with names like Delta Billie and Delta Linda
(good grief, where is Delta Dawn?). It’s enough to curdle your
lunch, even if the vessels are named after the charming wives of
the owners. Even worse, AMNAV changed the name of its Predator to
Enterprise, reportedly a result of a salvage case that went badly.
But how could you collect a salvage claim when the Predator shows
up to help? That’s clearly not “help” – it’s a feeding
frenzy!
A recent entrant is Foss lines, which has, since
the 1900’s, always named its boats after family members, so they
escape some wrath for their bantam-weight names (Albert Foss, et
al). And to be fair, there were always companies that missed the
boat, hence the likes of the Lorena, Ellen, Katy, Elue, Mary C.
and ugh cetra.
Marin Tug and Barge also deserves note, not only
for their horrible tug names, but also for the barges. But you
have to give them credit for being sneaky. You see, most barge
names are manly as hell. Scow 16 and the like are so unromantic
that they become manly. But Marin Tug and Barge, named their
barges so poorly as to deserve mention. There’s the Marin Dawn
and the Marin Twilight but just to show you that they were laying
low, this author has a picture of the Marin Nooner.
There is also a modern trend toward neutered
tugs, such as the Polaris, Northern Lights, American Eagle, Silver
Eagle, and the like. A few of the old tugs chose more neutral
names such as the Governor Stephens, Liberty and the Pilot, but
they were more likely to select unromantic numbers (backhandedly
manly) such as Erikson No. 15 and Crowley’s endless numbers. On
the other hand, to show that there is some hope on the west coast,
the proposed centerfold for the Manly Tug calendar is the
currently operating Mr. Randy of San Diego.
A bit of Bay History is the short-lived Murphy tugs, which had
unromantic names, such as Murphy No.12. But the company was,
according to bay legend, crushed by Red Stack Tugs in the most
inappropriate manner, at father Murphy’s funeral, when the loans
were bought up and called in.
Red Stack had the longest history on the Bay,
although their local tug empire has all but gone. By 1996, the
last remains of Crowley’s Red Stack tugs were stored out of
service, although some have now moved on to other lives. But back
then, the Alert, Defiance, Fearless, Rescue and Valiant were all
looking for new homes. Other decent names included: Crowley No.
21(20, 19, 18, etc.), the Relief, the Sea Wolf, Sea Fox, Sea King,
Samson and Vigilant but also (unfortunately), a few names like the
Sea Queen.
Ferry riders and those on the waterfront will
sorely miss the opportunity to watch the Predator wait for its
prey or the Vigilant practice escort duty. In these tamer and more
docile times, we are stuck with the Delta Billie giving an assist
or the American Eagle nudging the liner, Direct Kookabura into a
berth at Oakland. Tugs are still interesting, but what passion
could anyone feel for the Ellen and her rock barge?