"When a man died he was carried up on the forecastle and laid there until the next morning at 8 o'clock when they were all lowered down the ships sides by a rope round them in the same manner as tho' they were beasts. There was 8 died of a day while I was there. They were carried on shore in heaps and hove out the boat on the wharf then taken across a hand barrow, carried to the edge of the bank where a hole was dug 1 or 2 feet deep and all hove in together. It is reported that 11700 and odd was buried at this place and in this manner." -- Christopher Vail, of Southold, aboard the Jersey, 1781
Outwardly, matters are much improved these days! But let's paddle to the Navy Yard and check out the site of some of the most intense gentrification ongoing in Brooklyn. We know that on land there are luxury shops and bespoke boutiques -- but what horrors lurk at the water's edge?
I will add more slots as (or if) more stern paddlers sign up. So if you're on the waitlist, don't worry!