Squeaky wheel
Thurs
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A few random shots from the end of a satisfying scuttle. I swear, the working guys have no idea how esthetically pleasing I find these sorts of arrangements they leave behind. They’re artists, and don’t even know it.
I was moving through the area surrounding Allegheny Commons Park, which has a trench running through it for the railroads.
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Norfolk Southern #1832 came through, heading north/west. It was hauling short blue cargo boxes, of the type which sewer solids are shipped within. Likely heading towards the sewer plant nearby the McKees Rocks Bridge, or Ohio. A lot of things nobody else wants end up in Ohio. I’ve been there, and really – they pretty much sent their best to Washington in Vance.
Stay out of Ohio, you’re not ready for what you might see there.
Regardless, one haughtily scuttled on.
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This truck caught my eye. I was intrigued by those Doberman silhouettes silk screened on the thing. Also, that’s one crazy truck, yo.
My steps carried me into the ‘ceremonial center’ section of the Coty of Pittsburgh, where the Stadiums are found, and where there’s coincidental opportunities to board the T light rail service and ‘get out of dodge.’
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See that mound on the right side of the shot? Coal mine’s historical entrance, as it turns out.
As I mentioned a few posts ago, this coal thing suddenly brings everything into a place where it makes sense. I’m not ‘smart enough’ to really delve into the topic here yet, but I’ve started reading up on the Pittsburgh Coal Company Trust, and others.
Heck of a story there. Eventually, I’ll know enough of it to point y’all at primary sources on the subject.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The T station came into sight, just as one of the light rail units rose out of the tunnel that it travels under downtown within, and climbed up the truss to the terminal stop opposite Acrisure Stadium.
Most of the Yinzers I meet ‘poo-poo’ the T, but I ride it all the time.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My chariot arrived, and as soon as those doors opened, I was ensconced in a seat. This was about a six or seven mile walk, all told. I had a nice time, and nobody threw any rotting fruit at me, for a change.
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A North Sided Hey Now!
Wednesday
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After passing through the California Kirkbride neighborhood and visting the Sunday Street City Steps, one made his way towards a rail yard. This one belongs to Norfolk Southern, and I’m told that it’s called the ‘Island Avenue Yard.’
Historicpittsburgh.org offers this text describing the place as ‘one of the primary junctions of the Norfolk Southern Railroad. It connects lines west into Ohio, south into West Virginia and Maryland, north into Erie, and east towards Philadelphia and New York.’
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From ‘up top’ on that vehicular bridge spanning the tracks which is pictured above, I spotted what looked like a great POV for photographing passing trains ‘down here’ and then made my way over to this spot. I had to crash through some brush and agglutinated litter, but I managed to get to that fenceline just in time.
Hey Now!
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I’d end up seeing Norfolk Southern #7001 a couple of times over the next hour or so. I tried looking up its ‘specs,’ but it seems that 7001 has been rebuilt – at least once – and it used to part of an entirely different locomotive outfit and everything was super confusing. It made my neck hurt, so – thereby – look, it’s a train!
A fun conversation was struck up with some local who was walking an absolutely gorgeous pit bull. The local was tickled pink that I was taking shots of trains, and shared some neighborhood stories with me.
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NS #7001 was moving on, and then so did I. It’s a ‘walk,’ not a ‘stand’ after all.
I soon wandered into another neighborhood, called Manchester.
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My path involved getting over to the T light rail, a vector which carried me along a series of industrial streets with the occasional residential block mixed amongst them. Ultimately, this area sort of ‘cul de sacs’ nearby Allegheny Commons Park and the West End Bridge.
The park is where that rail trench that I often point the camera at is found.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Son of a gun if I didn’t run into #7001 there again, but this time around they had shed themselves of the cargo which they were formerly hauling. Just the locomotive.
I’ve been noticing, particularly in the last few weeks, that the rail guys are closely visually examining the tracks as the locomotive chugs along, as in the shot above. Any of you rail fan types have an inkling of what they’re likely up to? I’m kind of curious.
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Sunday Street Steps
Tuesday
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This post visits the ‘Sunday Street’ City Steps in Pittsburgh’s California Kirkbride section, which were installed here in 1946.
The section of ‘sidewalk steps’ on the intersecting Maravista Street (which was described yesterday) offers pedestrians some 54 ‘sidewalk’ or ramp style steps, whereas the Sunday Street section offers a longer course of 90 steps whose proportions are more in tune with common stairs.
When I’m planning out a scuttle, I like to have a ‘goal’ location somewhere along the course. This one was met early in my day.
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There’s an amazingly well preserved and kept Victorian era home on the corner of Sunday and Maravista. I was torn by my personal prohibition against taking pictures focused in on people’s houses – as that’s creepy – and my absolute need to get this building in frame for the next few shots as it’s gorgeous.
Fantastic, that. I’m jealous.
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One set of steps continues down from Maravista Street to the flatlands of the neighborhood below, and both it and the Sunday Street steps branch off from the common intersection.
I spun around to the right, and got on with things.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Again, not in great shape, these steps but neither am I, so fair.
Same concrete issues as elsewhere, also same bannister problems, but other than a few spots where you wanted to be fairly careful as far as where you stepped down… they’re in passable shape. Won’t win any good government awards, but also not ‘hazardous to human life.’
One proceeded along, with the stair based PTSD singing in my head. Luckily, that Big Special music I was listening to drowned out most of my invasive thoughts.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
From the bottom of the stairs, which were fairly steep – in retrospect.
‘Steep’ has an entirely different meaning in Pittsburgh than anywhere else except – possibly – all of Scotland. Coincidentally, back in the ancient time before the bacteria which rots vegetatation had evolved, Appalachia and Scotland were part of the same forested and moist land mass.
Plate tectonics, yo, it affects us all. The bacteria? Well, there’s a reason that Coal and Oil are found deep underground. Rotting bogs and forests and dead oceans lie down there, and that’s where we draw our petrochemical happiness from.
My recent fascination with coal has led me to read some geological ‘stuff’ which clued me in about the ‘Pittsburgh Coal Seam.’
They didn’t teach this in high school history class back in Brooklyn. At Newtown Creek I learned all about the maritime, sewage, rendering, acid manufacturing, waste handling, swill milk, oil, and gas businesses there. I’m learning about all this coal stuff now.
The history of the Appalachia’s is the history of life, and death, itself.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Ok, goal hit, I got this particular shot which I wanted. It’s sort of a ‘known composition’ as in a lot of people take a photo from somewhere nearby. It’s on the cover of a book, but that’s a far better shot than mine. That photographer either got super lucky, or they had observed the scene in different seasons during different times of day.
Now it was time to wander again, somewhat aimlessly.
My plan for the remains of the day was to eventually get back to a T light rail station, and I intended to get there inefficiently. Wander about, follow my nose, hope for serendipity to strike.
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Stepping out, seeing the town
Monday
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Last week, I brought y’all along on a scuttle in the California Kirkbride section of Pittsburgh, and my toes were pointed squarely in the direction of the ‘Sunday Street’ City Steps. Nowhere near as grandiose as the Rising Main, or as enigmatic and picturesque as the City Steps in the South Side Slopes section, this public byway was nevertheless something which I wanted to experience.
As it turns out, that section of California Kirkbride, along Brighton Road, is on a bit of a plateau. The approach to Sunday Street has a set of steps – which are more of a stepped sidewalk ramp than they are proper stairs.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A lesser section of the Union Dale cemetery was on the other side of that fence. Some sort of industrial outfit was across the street, and somebody who worked there was moving panel trucks around from one bay to the other. A couple of old timers were walking their dogs.
I jabbered along like some obscene mockery of a man, encased within a swirling maelstrom of black sack cloth, gesticulating towards odd things with a camera. Loathsomeness incarnate, horrible to behold, avoidance demanding… that’s me. Everybody hates this guy, so just ask around and they’ll tell you why. Fruit spoils when I near, dogs bark, children cry.
That fearful monstrosity which I see in the mirror, I have discovered, is myself.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The City Steps here were in a condition which I’ve discovered as being concordant with the mores of Pittsburgh’s maintenance schedules. Spalling concrete, loose or detached bannisters, cracked pavement and lots of vegetative intrusion into the masonry. Looks like these steps haven’t been meaningfully touched by laborers in decades. Feh!
Right about here is when the realization that Brighton Road behind me sits on some sort of plateau occurred, incidentally.
In the distance, and for some context as to where these shots were gathered in relation to places I’ve talked about frequently in the past, you can see the gold arch of the West End Bridge over the Ohio River, poking up at the top right of the shot above and the ridge that it’s in front of is Mount Washington.
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Looking over my shoulder and back at where I’d just walked, an old habit held over from Brooklyn’s past.
Normally, this activity revolves around seeing if anyone is following me. Given that by this point of the morning – other than seeing people driving by in their cars – I had seen not more than ten humans blundering around the neighborhood, and half of those were following their leashed up dogs around.
Right around here was when I decided to use my headphones again, as the bird song had dropped off when I moved away from the main fields of the cemetery. I was listening to a newish British band called Big Special.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s the intersection with the set of City Steps I wanted to see, which I’ll be showing all of y’all tomorrow. This is an interesting spot, as three sets of Steps merge into one path here.
There were a couple of youngish guys walking on the steps too, but other than that the place seemed deserted.
I thought to myself that the area ‘looked like Salem’s Lot, but during the day when all the vampires are asleep.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I should also mention that I’ve been keeping busy for the last few weeks, and am way ahead of schedule again. These shots were captured on the 15th of March, and the posts written during the first week of April. If I’ve got my scheduling right, you’re seeing this during the last week of April.
Given how chaotic the world is at the moment, if it seems like I’m ‘out of touch’ with whatever the latest calamity is, that’s why.
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California dreaming, kirkbride scuttling
Friday
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As opined yesterday, your humble narrator was feeling pretty good on this particular outing. The weather was on my side… if anything it was too ‘nice’ out… clear and bright.
I was scuttling along, in a loathsome manner, alongside the colossal masonry retaining walls of the Union Dale Cemetery in Pittsburgh’s California Kirkbride section. All caught up.
The structure and ‘halo’ of the high speed roads leading to and from Downtown Pittsburgh are such that entire neighborhoods have been overlooked or forgotten. This is one of the several ‘north side’ neighborhoods which you drive past, at speed, on your way to somewhere else. Expressways, highways, interstates – all have limited exits and lead to extant locales. Money once spent in the city will instead be spent in a distant suburb. The area surrounding the roads loses value, due to pollution and noise.
As seen across the world, when an urban area touches the start of a high speed road, it tends to wither away over time. This observation will be a lot more apparent by the end of this walk, than it is at the start. NYC examples: Astoria Blvd. between 31 and 48th streets especially, but really the entirety of the Grand Central Parkway. Borden Avenue from the Queens Midtown Tunnel to Maspeth comes to mind, and there’s always the BQE, and Cross Bronx, and the Interboro and… and… and…
– photo by Mitch Waxman
‘That’s one heck of a school building,’ thought your humble narrator.
It turns out that it’s the Pittsburgh Oliver High School campus pictured above, and a quick web search suggests that this building is used as office space for the local school bureaucracy in modernity.
Shrinking population, less students, I guess.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The interim goal for my morning was to check out a nearby set of City Steps. Nothing quite as gargantuan as that last North Side set of stairs which I walked at Rising Main, mind you, but I’m working my way through a sort of list right now. It’s not actually written down, this list of mine, but there’s things I want to see and experience this year.
This was fairly easy walking by Pittsburgh standards. Hills, yes, but not crazy steep ones. No abysses, either.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I find the esthetics of the building stock here quite satisfying.
My path was a bit complicated – walk a block make a right, another and you make a left – that sort of thing. I’ve started a text document which I’m encoding all these directions into, so if anyone reading this is planning a trip to Pittsburgh or if you’re already here – if you want to check any of these places out for yourself, leave a comment below and I’ll send you the directions so you can go check things out.
It’s easy… you put one foot in front of the other, and soon you’re walking out the door…
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Promises are offered that I won’t regularly be running shots of street signs here, but I’d also like to re-mention yesterday’s statement that I have finally found a practical usage for AI. If you want to know where you were on a walk, as in which neighborhood or whatever, providing the machine with the intersection info on signage solves the problem.
I’ll be talking about using AI to help plan an out of state day trip in a few weeks, and let me tell you – it was both disastrous and time wasting.
It’s like asking a blind man to describe what a parrot looks like, when an AI is considering answers to ‘meatspace’ questions. The technology is great at parsing numerical and spreadsheet information… but the real world is… not… it’s generally not as it’s described on paper.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Going to break off this week before getting to the first destination on this scutttle, which will continue next week when you get to see the Sunday Street Steps in Pittsburgh’s California Kirkbride.
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