When I was living in New York City, I was really interested in Urban Exploration (and New York is a great place for that) and one of the places that I read about was Rossville, a dilapidated neighborhood in the northwest corner of Staten Island. Just getting there from my apartment in Queens was a trek, going into Manhattan, then down to the Staten Island Ferry, crossing over to Staten Island, taking the Staten Island train, then waling to Rossville, such that I didn't get there until late in the day. I got to the tugboat graveyard by walking through a crumbling old cemetery and out onto the remains of a harbor. This picture I got walking out a muddy spit of sand that used to be a dock, and snapping a picture of this huge old behemoth, which used to be a tugboat.
When I was living in New York City, I was really interested in Urban Exploration (and New York is a great place for that) and one of the places that I read about was Rossville, a dilapidated neighborhood in the northwest corner of Staten Island. Just getting there from my apartment in Queens was a trek, going into Manhattan, then down to the Staten Island Ferry, crossing over to Staten Island, taking the Staten Island train, then waling to Rossville, such that I didn't get there until late in the day. I got to the tugboat graveyard by walking through a crumbling old cemetery and out onto the remains of a harbor. This picture I got walking out a muddy spit of sand that used to be a dock, and snapping a picture of this huge old behemoth, which used to be a tugboat.
Rossville - Tugboat Graveyard
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