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Stairmaster

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Tuesday

– photo by Mitch Waxman

HQ is located in a suburb of Pittsburgh called “The Borough of Dormont,” which is – I’m told – a square mile in size. One of Dormont’s conceits when it was chartered is that there would be no ‘mean streets’ here, as every single roadway is instead labeled as an Avenue. It’s silly, but there you are. HQ is found at the bottom of a steep hill, where three of those avenues all dead end at a forested gorge. I’m still investigating my local vicinity, incidentally. The shot above is from about a block from HQ.

Recently, while walking Moe the Dog down one of those dead end streets, I stumbled upon a badly maintained, and heavily grown over, set of municipal steps. Pittsburgh has hundreds of examples of this sort of infrastructure snaking about in the hills and valleys, by products of the era before automobiles. It occurred to me that these steps would be handy, in terms of bleeding out some of Moe’s excessive puppy energies, but as is my habit – I’d need to check them out first before bringing him along – just in case. ‘Next time I’m walking to the T light rail’ said I, and now you’re all caught up.

This is the setup for this post.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Novelty, on this particular day, was experienced by a humble narrator, which revolved around a trick recently learned about how Amazon.com works which ended up with me using some new gear.

Amazon recently had one of their ‘Prime Day’ promotions, which offer deep discounts on otherwise ‘never on sale’ items, like Canon lenses. The Prime Day thing revolves around the fact that sale prices pop up and then disappear, which is how Amazon gets you to spend time on their site shopping for other crap you don’t want, while you are forced into reloading specific product pages over and over. The trick I learned is to set up a wish list, populated with these specific items which you want to keep an eye on the pricing of. The wish list updates itself when something on the product page changes , and you can instantly see if an item on the list gets discounted.

That’s how I ended up with two new prime lenses I’ve been wanting, which I got for roughly 35% off of the normal price, with free shipping.

This particular walk was going to be an all day sort of thing, during which I’d be waving the new lenses around and seeing what they could do. That’s the flight of municipal steps nearby HQ, by the way, which was the start of the endeavor occurred.

That’s the circumstance.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

The municipal steps are in worse condition than they look, and they look pretty bad. The concrete planks you walk on are jiggly, the iron rails and foundation are rusted and often disconnected from the superstructure. In some spots, there’s no railing at all. The steps are set into a hillside at a comfortable angle, and scuttling up them from one street corner to the next transverses about six to seven stories of vertical space. They’re not treacherous, but seem fairly disused and forgotten, which is something endearing to me. I’ve since returned here with Moe, who enjoys bunny hopping up them.

The first new lens isn’t terribly exciting news – it’s a ‘nifty fifty’ F1.8 50mm lens, with the Canon RF mount. I’ve got the EF mount version (which is the non mirrorless camera version), and have for years, but you need to use an adapter for it on my Canon R6 camera – which is a pain.

The other new lens, which today’s post was shot with, is an F2.8 16mm wide angle dealie. Neither one is ‘perfect,’ I would mention. They aren’t ‘L’ series, which is Canon’s professional grade – a super expensive family of lenses, or ‘glass.’ Some of these L lenses are the same price as a good used car, and are built for pro sports or wedding photographers.

That’s the conflict.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

The 16mm definitely has a bit of a fish eye distortion thing going on, with chromatic aberrations and vignetting quite visible at the corners of the frame. Aperture wise, it’s built as an F2.8, but like many ‘bright lenses,’ narrowing it to F4 is a wise move. Every lens has a ‘sweet spot’ setting. The point of shooting a lot with any new lens is to experimentally twist the settings about until you find a rational compromise between them while discovering its particular quirks. I didn’t see much improvement in the 16mm’s performance with apertures narrower than F4, so I’m calling that as the sweet spot. Aperture equates to ‘depth of field,’ fall off, and overall sharpness.

The 16mm is pretty good on color, as well. Different refractory coatings on the various lens families will often create hue or color shifts that you have to watch out. My Sigma lenses, for instance, perform better on the ‘hot’ color spectrums of yellow and red than on blues. The Canon ones tend to create over saturated blues, but simply rock and roll when the subject is pale human skin (dark skin, on the other hand…).

That’s the exposition.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

This set of municipal stairs in Dormont ends after a single block, during which you’ve moved upwards something in the neighborhood of 70-80 feet. Maybe more, perhaps less, I don’t measure (at the end of this long walk, the Health app on my phone reported that I had walked 21 flights of stairs, and just under 12 miles, in toto for that day). My reckoning, and what it felt like, was not unlike walking to the sixth or seventh floor of a building.

The burn really set in after I surmounted the stairs and was then scuttling up a hill on the sidewalk instead, which had to be set against the hill at a 15-20 degree angle. Whoof – but, good cardio – it really got the ticker pumping, I tell’s ya, but I did have to stop a couple of times to catch my breath. The stairs got a thumbs up from me, on the other hand. Our Lady of the Pentacle approved them, subsequently, for Moe’s usage.

Moe finds them exquisite, as he can haul me up them at great rates of speed.

Right in the center of the shot, where those two houses are, is where the stairs return you to the street Avenue. The change in altitude between the stairs, and the spot where this shot was cracked out, is something like four car lengths long (16mm wide angle, so it looks longer than it was due to ‘fisheye’) and about twenty feet in altitude. Pittsburgh is crazy.

The new lenses are what I used for several of the shots that will be popping up here over the next couple of days, by the way. The virtue of these new ‘pieces of glass’ is that they are incredibly light and easy to carry. Any three of these prime lenses still weigh far less than any of my zoom lenses. The pro “L Series” 28-105mm F4 zoom which is my ‘go-to’, in comparison, weighs something like three and half pounds.

Long time readers will recall that during the pandemic I was often going out for night walks with just two prime lenses – a 24mm and a 50mm mounted on my old Canon 7D street camera, and subsequently a 35mm and an 85mm on my newer Canon R6 mirrorless unit. The kit of primes I’m carrying around now are 16mm f2.8, 35mm f1.8, 50mm f1.8, and an 85mm f2 – one lens on the camera, three in the bag.

A minimal kit that’s easy to carry, and versatile for day and night shooting. I’ve got one of two other things in the camera bag – wire release, rocket blower, lens cloth, a spare battery – that’s it.

My ‘full kit’ fills a 32 liter backpack, and weighs about 15-20 pounds when the tripod is attached to the bag. I’ve got the entire arsenal in there. It depends on what I intend doing during the day, which bag I carry.

That’s the resolution.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

At the top of the hill, whose roadways dead end nearby HQ at its bottom, here in the Pittsburgh suburb of Dormont, one encounters the T light rail tracks, and stations, which ride on the top of a ridge road that is called Broadway Avenue. Service on the light rail is fairly frequent, and I wasn’t there ten minutes before a Pittsburgh bound train set came along. We are about 5 miles away from the center of the city here in Dormont. It’s about a 25- 30 minute ride to the end of the line on Pittsburgh’s North Side, which is across the street from where the Steelers’ sports ball stadium is found.

Tomorrow, continuance of testing for these new lenses continues. All of today’s shots were captured with the new 16mm. The thing has real potential, night time shooting wise. Looking forward to seeing what I can make it do.

Back tomorrow with more – at this – your Newtown Pentacle.

That’s the promise.


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October 31, 2023 at 11:00 am

Rinse and repeat

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Monday

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Yet another doctor’s appointment, and post surgical checkup, was endured by Our Lady of the Pentacle at Allegheny General Hospital. Thus – her loyal husband, your humble narrator, and journeyman chauffeur – had some time to kill. The Mobile Oppression Platform was piloted over to an opportune parking spot nearby Pittsburgh’s Allegheny Commons Park West Park after dropping her off. I went to a spot where a four tracked trench exists, one which allows rail egress through the city which avoids ‘at grade’ road crossings. One exploited this location previously, as displayed in a post from last week.

That’s Norfolk Southern’s locomotive engine #4705 pictured above. I’m told it was built in 1980 as a ‘EMD GP50’ model, but Norfolk Southern rebuilt the thing, refashioning it into a ‘EMD GP33ECO’ model at its Juniata Locomotive Shop in Pennsylvania’s Altoona. It complies with EPA’s ‘Tier 3’ pollution standards, in its modern configuration.

4705 has got 3,000 HP going on, under its hood, which provides some 64,200 lbs of tractive power. It was quite loud, as its engine sounds were bouncing around, on and off of those masonry walls.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

There was a delay at the Doctor, so Our Lady was stuck in the hospital for an hour or so later than we anticipated. Luckily, there’s a pizza shop nearby which is operated by a fellow named Anthony Badamo who learned his trade in GREENPOINT, BROOKLYN. After capturing these shots, I drove over to the North Side Badamo’s location (he has another one in Dormont, nearby HQ) and quaffed a couple of properly made slices of pizza. You people back in NYC have no idea how bad most Pittsburgh pizza actually is.

There’s an abrogation of all that’s holy called ‘Ohio Style which one of my neighbors back in Dormont is a devotee of. Avoid it. At all costs, avoid it. ‘Philadelphia style’ is also nasty, and makes the Mama Celeste frozen supermarket stuff seem palatable, but Y’know… Philly… everything about America’s consolation prize – Philly – just sucks. You’ve also got a few joints here that offer up the tomato and meat casserole which Chicago people will tell you is pizza.

It’s not pizza, it’s just a mess.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

The block which the Badamo’s pizzeria is found on is also one where a lot of the North Side’s homeless street people spend their days, and a humble narrator standing alongside the car while eating out of the pizza box started attracting their attentions upon me.

The first guy who beggared me got a slice of pizza, as he told me he was hungry and a slice was only a couple/three bucks, and I don’t like the idea that anyone is hungry when a bit of my pocket change can fix that for at least a little while. I’ve been buying bagels for bums my whole life. My one condition is that they eat the food in front of me, so I know they won’t turn around and trade it for other ‘substances’ with one of their crew.

His opportunist compatriots, however, then began sizing me up and figuring out how much they could get if they were to boil me down for base elements, so I hopped in the car and drove to another spot closer to the hospital to finish lunch. Being charitable is one thing, being predated by addict scumbags is another.

While I was waiting for Our Lady nearby the hospital, a helicoptor ambulance appeared. It seems that the Allegheny North people have a helipad that I didn’t know about, so see – you actually do learn something new every day.

Back tomorrow.


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October 30, 2023 at 11:00 am

Foyleeages

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Friday

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I’m always entertained at the way that the colloquial phrase “Fall Foliage,” gets mangled by the proletariat in the manner of it being describable as a tongue twister. Our Lady’s recovery from a medical situation had finally progressed to the point that we decided it would OK to go out of doors to somewhere pleasant, bringing along Moe the Dog, to take a short walk together amongst the ‘foyleeajes.’ We thereby drove about a half hour north of HQ, to the intersection of the Panhandle and Montour trails in the McDonald section of Pittsburg.

This particular trail location was described in posts from back in May of this year – here, and here. Back then, the folyages were spring time green, and I had been on my own. Moe had probably just been born into the dog shelter and pet fostering system, which ultimately brought him to us. Personally, I’m pretty much the same icehole.

Moe the Dog seemingly enjoyed a very nice time. Moe got to mortally wound a vole, as part of his never ending quest to annihilate all mammals smaller than himself, then menaced another dog, and os now capable of pulling me forward – via the leash – at great rates of speed that I’m uncomfortable moving at. He’s also discovered ‘dog anchor mode,’ wherein he suddenly stops moving and solidly locks onto the planet. The vole thing happened during one of these sudden stops.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

It’s ‘leaf season’ hereabouts, when the autumnal ‘burning hills of Pennsylvania’ asserts itself. Lots of orange and yellow colors are painting the hills of Appalachia, and it’s not just a hundred shades of green for a change.

Really nice experience, this. Moe the Dog ate about four pounds of those autumn leaves, then accosted a passing stranger and forced the poor guy to accept his puppy love attack. The guy didn’t mind, and Moe – thankfully – didn’t bite him in the crotch. Our Lady was beaming, taking the sun, and esthetically enjoying the setting.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

I guess we were wandering about in this area for a couple of hours, but after an interval we had other places to go, and more prosaic things to accomplish. Our Lady enjoyed herself, after enduring a three week long hermitage. It was a good walk, with ideal climate. We stuffed Moe the Dog into the Mobile Oppression Platform for the ride back home. Moe fell asleep while standing in the back seat.

All was right in the world, at least for a few hours on an autumnal afternoon in Western Pennsylvania. This was the 7th of October, mind you, and it wasn’t until we got home that we saw the news from overseas about Israel. I think lots of things about that, but it’s not my wheel house and will be staying out of conversation about it, except to offer my actual reaction – ‘oh my god, all those ordinary people on all sides of this… who have been caught in the middle of all this hell… uggh.’

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October 27, 2023 at 11:00 am

Whoopity Doo!

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Thursday

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On the North Side of Pittsburgh, one will the presence of a medium sized city park called the ‘Allegheny Commons Park West.’

The National Aviary is contained therein, and the surrounding streets have an unusual number of schools and cultural institutions. I’m told this can be a bit of a rough area at night, but you hear that about a lot of neighborhoods in Pittsburgh.

During one of the post surgical checkups that Our Lady of the Pentacle had to endure, post facto of the procedure she was the subject of, I had a couple of hours to kill. I’ve been hungry for the shot of a Norfolk Southern train set moving through this rail trench, cut into the park, for a while now, and since I had some time to kill… I parked the Mobile Oppression Platform in nearby metered spot and then waited…

– photo by Mitch Waxman

That’s NS’s #8041 in the shot above, which was built at the start of this century by General Electric and is a ES44AC model locomotive. Apparently, this sort of rig has lower emissions than earlier models, complying with the EPA’s ‘Tier 2’ standard. The AC stands for alternating current, and the tracks which it’s hurtling upon are part of the rail company’s “Pittsburgh Line.” The train is ‘coming into’ Pittsburgh, rather than leaving it.

As a note – I’m planning on returning to this spot when the autumnal leaves have fully turned. The trees are of the Ginkgo speciation, and their leaves turn bright yellow gold. Given that Pittsburgh’s official colors are black and gold, that’ll make for a nice ‘PGH’ shot – or so I reckon.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

One has since returned to this spot, during other medical appointments, and I can report that this is a fairly reliable POV as far as train spotting goes. My cold weather plans for further explorations over the next few months involve following this set of tracks all the way up the Ohio River and to the Norfolk Southern Conway Yard. I haven’t scouted that one yet, but will be doing so soon enough.

Pittsburgh is so damn cool, and visually pleasing.

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October 26, 2023 at 11:00 am

Them’s boats on that river

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Wednesday

– photo by Mitch Waxman

West End Bridge’s pedestrian pathway here in Pittsburgh had pulled my attentions upon itself, and mainly so for several exciting points of view which are found on its south eastern terminus. The bridge’s history was summarized in a prior post, here at Newtown Pentacle. A humble narrator plans on returning here, in the early morning hours, sometime soon for a sunrise session.

Additionally, one encountered a set of ‘Bernie Holes’ cut into the fencing where the bridge overflies the CSX Pittsburgh subdivision tracks. Nothing like a Bernie hole.

For those of you who haven’t been with me from the start, my dearly departed friend Bernard Ente was a devotee of the railroad world, and my mentor at the start of the whole Newtown Creek thing. Bernie would cut fence holes just big enough to stick a lens through at several photogenic spots along Newtown Creek, and all over Western Queens, to facilitate his art. Those of us who were fortunate enough to be in his circle refer to these artifacts of his time with us as ‘Bernie Holes.’ I doubt these are his, of course, but i call them ‘Bernie Holes’ nevertheless.

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Bernie also introduced me to the NY Harbor community, where I was infected by a real appreciation of tugboats and the importance of the towing industry. A Towing outfit, here in Pittsburgh, is based out of a spot nearby the West End Bridge. Observationally, they mainly move fuel and mineral barges. There’s another set of these docks further east on the Monongahela River, nearby the Edgar Thomson steel mill.

Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be any mechanism here for interaction between the tug or tow boats and the freight rail which is commonly witnessed as crossing through the city. Personally, I also find it odd that there isn’t a ferry system in Pittsburgh given the dense population centers stacked up on the shorelines of the 3 rivers.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

After leaving the West End Bridge, one continued along the Monongahela shoreline and the river ‘rail to trail’ pathway. It’s actually a bit scary, getting from ‘A’ to ‘B,’ but I’m not the timid type and would often scuttle along roadways in NYC that were far more dangerous for pedestrians. You ever walk the Astoria Boulevard fenceline of St. Michael’s Cemetery between 49th & 77th streets? Brrr.

That’s the Fort Pitt bridge which that boat is navigating under.

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October 25, 2023 at 11:00 am