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Bottoms and bridges

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Tuesday

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To start – this location has been ‘on my list’ for a while – and despite that, it just hasn’t been convenient (from a time, getting there, atmospheric lighting) point of view for me to get to.

Serendipity recently struck when Our Lady of the Pentacle announced that she and a friend would be attending a pierogi festival held at a Ukrainian Church in the area during a recent Sunday afternoon. Her friend would be driving, so I asked if I could tag along and thereby be free of having to oblige and worry about the car. Positive affirmations followed.

I’ve executed a few drive throughs of this area and have tilted my lens here and there in the past, check past posts out here. Purely scouting, though.

Welcome to McKees Rocks’ Bottoms.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

It topically seems to be one of Pennsylvania’s many ‘used to be, once, long ago’ sort of places, old mill towns that persist after the mill has left, but the area seems to be very much alive and kicking. We walked around the neighborhood for a bit, prior to the start of Our Lady’s pierogi extravaganza.

I wasn’t there for the luncheon, at least not the kind you eat. My nutritionally needs could only be sated by walking upon that which I came here to see.

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The McKees Rocks Bridge is a major crossing of the Ohio River, and is the longest bridge in Allegheny County. It’s a massive structure.

It carries three lanes of vehicle traffic, which first crosses over a set of busy Norfolk Southern rail tracks and then a gargantuan sewer plant to the north, then the Ohio River, whereupon it overlands into the town after overflying a rail yard on the south side.

When figuring in the ramp approaches to this monster, the bridge is 7,300 feet long. Roughly 1.5 miles, that. 100 feet high at deck level over the river. The stairs pictured above are on the McKees Rocks Bottoms, or southern, side.

Check out all its statistics at pghbridges.com. Additionally, there’s a great document from the HAER (Historic American Engineering Record) people which can be accessed here that will fill you in on all the ‘nitty gritty’ revolving around why and how this monster bridge was erected and funded in Pittsburgh, all the way back in 1929.

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The stairs lead up to this arched section, where it overflies the rail yard and tracks. Those CSX trains which I often photograph down river, nearby that brewery, are all heading this way when I describe them as ‘heading towards Ohio.’ The train pictured above, #866, is heading ‘away from Ohio.’

There were no fences, you can just walk right up to the tracks. That’s very progressive, if you ask me.

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It has been a minor goal of mine to walk this bridge when opportunity struck, but who could have guessed it would be a pierogi festival I wouldn’t be attending that would bring me here?

Up the stairs hurtled I, the filthy black raincoat flapping about in the wind like some obscene membrane. Storms were moving through the vault of the sky, and the dynamic cloud systems surrounding the periodic bursts of rain were causing the light to change minute by minute. I was ready for the rain, just in case, with an umbrella attached to my camera bag, but it wasn’t needed in the end.

Up and at ‘em.

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That’s the main arch of the bridge, as seen in the distance. There really isn’t too much worth seeing after exiting the bridge on the other side, which places you on a narrow sidewalk, set against a de facto highway. Not exactly ‘pedestrian friendly’ over there, so I decided that my first walk over this span was going to be a ‘there and back again’ sort of affair.

This was practically a religious experience for me, scuttling over the McKees Rocks Bridge, something which I could only compare to a walk over the Kosciuszcko Bridge back home, as far as offering the camera a unique point of view.

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December 2, 2025 at 11:00 am

Homestead trio

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Monday

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Occasion found me driving through the ragged and unmarked border between Pittsburgh’s ‘Duquesne’ and neighboring ‘Homestead.’ Both communities were once mill towns, in the age of steel. When the mills left, economic devastation and demographic collapse occurred.

That’s a Norfolk Southern locomotive pictured above, #4305. I’m led to believe it’s a rebuilt GE AC44C6M model, and originally christened as ‘NS #9171 (C40-9W)’ when it was built back in 1998.

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While ‘up in the hills’ in neighboring Homestead, a series of abandoned homes caught my eye. It’s madness, how many of these there are in the greater metro area here in Pittsburgh. Good news is that the price of non abandoned homes continues to be dragged down by all of this housing stock that’s just sitting inert. There’s spots less than hour’s drive from the dead bang center of Pittsburgh where you can buy a home for under six figures. In the center of all things, it’s a bit more pricey, as you’d imagine.

Saying that, I don’t want to live in Homestead, Duquesne, or even Munhall. Too close to the still functioning steel plants, which pollute the air with sulfur dioxide (related to burning coke/coal) and it often smells like rotten eggs around these parts.

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There are so many of these. Reminds me of the outer edges of Brooklyn and Queens back in the 1980’s, and of the Bronx too.

Back tomorrow with the start of an ultramundane adventure.


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December 1, 2025 at 11:00 am

Ala dextra divisa

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Friday

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The last steps of a fun scuttle, as detailed in prior posts, saw your humble narrator shambling towards mass transit for his ride back to HQ. A swirling confusion of black fabrics wearing an orange ball cap, adorned with a camera, one picked his loathsome way towards the Monongahela River, where egress to that light rail chariot which would carry him back to the vault in which he dwells could be attained.

The humans were avoided, while moving through their infestation.

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The Smithfield Street Bridge bore my bulk, and provided a path over the waters. Lament and regrets stained my thoughts, with past sleights and insults bubbling up and begging for renewed attention. I was in a mood, suddenly. Hatred and loathing. I think it’s because I scanned through one of several alerts on my phone, regarding the National position.

Everything political is busted, riddled with tumors, and the country on the whole seems to be metastasizing.

What can I do about it? Nothing. All I could and did do was continue on the way, after burning out a couple of hours worth of walking time. Bah!

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I had hoped that another train might approach, and hung around on Smithfield Street Bridge for a few minutes, in vainglory. Just after I gave up and started heading across the river, however…

…and of course…

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CSX appeared again, this time it was CSX #4766. I’ve noticed that freight trains seem to have been getting shorter in recent months, which is a ‘tell’ for how the macro/non Financial Industry side of the national economy is doing. Back in NYC, my barometer for ‘good or bad’ was always based on activity at Port Elizabeth Newark, rather than the booms and busts on Wall Street.

I asked Google’s AI for some detail on Port Elizabeth Newark:

Port Newark/Elizabeth Specifics

  • Economic Engine: The Port of New York and New Jersey, which includes the facilities in Newark and Elizabeth, is a major economic engine. A study released in October 2025 highlights the port industry’s role in supporting over 580,000 jobs and generating substantial tax revenue.
  • Infrastructure Investment: The Port Authority has made significant capital investments in the area, including the $3.6 billion 2025 Capital Spending Budget which funds projects like the Port Newark Port Street Corridor roadway network project. These investments are intended to accommodate future growth and maintain the port’s status as a leading maritime gateway.
  • Cargo Activity: The port has shown strong cargo activity, recording strong growth in April 2025 (latest data available in search results). In May 2025, it was the nation’s busiest cargo gateway.
  • Challenges: The port may face some operational challenges in Q4 2025, including potentially elevated dwell times in Newark and mild congestion, which could slow cargo movement. Low water levels in the St. Lawrence River might also affect inland irregular flows. 

In summary, while the regional economy is facing headwinds with slower overall growth and a softer job market, the port operations themselves are stable, seeing continued cargo volume and benefitting from ongoing strategic infrastructure improvements. 

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On the other side of the river, one began picking his loathsome path towards the T light rail station a few blocks away. There’s a series of not exactly pedestrian friendly crossings one must negotiate to get to the relative safety of one of the waterfront trails, which then leads right to it.

I was keeping my eyes open for Day Vampires, Drug Enthusiasts, Pickup Trucks, Canada Gooses, Packs of Teenagers, and all the other perceived threats to my happiness which might light my amygdala afire.

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Along this path, I noticed a right wing which had been dislocated from its owner. Odd.

Back next week with something different – at this – your Newtown Pentacle.


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November 28, 2025 at 11:00 am

Plaustrum tonitrui

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Thursday

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This scuttle began on the top of that elevation pictured above, proceeded down Brosville Street in the South Side Slopes neighborhood to the Church Route Steps, and then my stinking carcass could be observed wiggling about on the level streets of the South Side Flats area, by any who cared to notice.

The goal for the day involved purposefully ‘leaning into it’ and propelling myself through space as quickly as possible, in an attempt to begin training my still gamey ankle back to a proper ‘average’ walking speed. I’ll be doing this all winter, I imagine.

Shall I burst back into the vernal season as a speedster then, clad in scarlet and adorned with flashes of lightning? No. That’s a comic book character called the Flash, and not the living embodiment of the phrase ‘remains of the day’ that your humble narrator has devolved into.

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Spotted this cool car on my way through. One thought to himself that ‘this has to be the most masculine vehicle I’ve ever seen.’

Since I was in the ‘flats’ neighborhood, I decided to have a pint of beer for lunch at the Sly Fox Brewery, and also see if I couldn’t manage to capture a few train shots while I was there.

Hey, calorically and cholesterolically speaking, beer is a better choice than a burger. It’s hydrating too, and there’s also a toilet in that brewery.

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I didn’t have to wait long, and CSX #2218 appeared, heading ‘towards Ohio’ from unknown points to the southeast. This particular locomotive has been mentioned before here, in ‘Road Slug, baby, Road Slug.’

I should mention that the ‘baby’ thing is part of a long running joke between Our Lady of the Pentacle and myself. It got started one night on a Working Harbor trip in NY Harbor back in the 2010’s, when she pointed out a passing vessel and asked if it was a dinner boat. I said ‘you definitely don’t want to eat there.’ ‘Sludge Boat, baby, Sludge Boat.’ It’s been a running joke ever since.

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This post represents about a half hour’s worth of sitting around for the train shots in today’s post. As you may have discerned, I’m particularly fond of this location, and admittedly have been overshooting along these tracks in th least few months, but man – it’s practically a sure thing. Also, there’s beer and a toilet!

I had nothing like this at Newtown Creek. If I wanted a rail shot of anything other than a LIRR or Subway train, I had to go hang out under the Pulaski or Greenpoint Avenue Bridges, sometimes for hours. There was no pint of beer, and the toilet was… well, the toilet was actually everywhere. Everything under these bridges smelled like a mix of wet garbage, auto exhaust, and hot asphalt.

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There’s a point of view available above, on a long trestle built for trucks which overflies the tracks. In between train appearances I used the elevator (!) to head up top for a shot or three of these neato concrete trucks moving around the Bryan Materials Group campus.

If I wanted shots of concrete trucks back at Newtown Creek, that was pretty available and easy to get, but you also had to figure in being a bit sly about when and where you’d gather them lest you draw the attention of a certain self organizing group of Sicilian entrepreneurs down upon yourself.

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After returning my pint glass, having only imbibed one ‘lunch beer,’ CSX #7258 next hurtled through the pass.

It’s a ‘GE CM44AC’ model locomotive. I always remind myself about safety when doing rail shots, as even a small mistake could be catastrophic. Famously, this is the sort of thing which I think ‘AI’ is pretty good at describing, so Google’s computer mind was queried and the response to ‘describe the physics involved if a GE_AC44C6M locomotive collided with a stationary human being, while at top speed’ follows:

A GE AC44C6M locomotive, which has a top speed of approximately 75 mph (121 km/h), possesses an enormous amount of kinetic energy and momentum due to its massive weight (around 140 metric tons or 312,000 lbs). A collision with a stationary human at this speed is a highly inelastic collision governed by Newton’s laws of motion and the conservation of momentum. 

The Dynamics of the Collision

  1. Initial Contact: The collision occurs over a very short duration. The force exerted is immense due to the rapid change in the human’s velocity, from zero to some high velocity in a fraction of a second.
  2. Momentum Transfer: The human’s momentum changes dramatically, accelerating rapidly to a speed close to that of the train (though the human will likely be impacted and thrown, not “stick” to the front). The locomotive’s velocity, and thus its momentum, changes by a negligible amount because its mass is orders of magnitude larger.
  3. Energy Dissipation: The human body is not designed to withstand such massive forces and rapid acceleration. The applied forces are far beyond the structural integrity of the human skeleton and tissues. The energy is dissipated through the catastrophic failure of the body’s structure, including bone crushing and severe tissue damage.
  4. Outcome: The human is violently struck, resulting in instantaneous fatality with near-zero chance of survival. The body would likely be thrown a significant distance or, depending on the exact point of impact and design of the locomotive’s front (e.g., the snow plow or ‘cowcatcher’), may be caught and dragged or run over by the train cars. 

The scale difference between the train and a person is so extreme that the collision is comparable to an ant being stepped on by an elephant—both are immensely larger than the ant, and the outcome for the ant is the same regardless of the exact mass difference. The locomotive continues with essentially no change in speed, while the human is subjected to fatal forces. 


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November 27, 2025 at 11:00 am

Ambulare vel mori

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Wednesday

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Exercise day was once more exigent, a schedule which I try to approach with a certain amount of religiosity. The goal set for my day involved working on speed, as in consciously quickening my steps while moving about. One of the things, regarding the ankle situation, that I’m still dealing with, involves ‘pace.’ Walking speed, as it were.

My stride is back, but I often find myself standing at street intersections staring at the ‘walk/dont walk’ sign while reminding myself that ‘you can’t run, Mitch.’ I won’t be jogging, probably ever, but I do need to regain some ‘burst speed’ capability.

One thereby dragged his derrière up the hill in Dormont to the T light rail station at Potomac Avenue, and the train was soon depositing me in Pittsburgh’s Allentown, at a temporary stop which I’ve been using all summer as a springboard for similar pursuits.

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This was a downhill course for me, which would follow ‘Brosville Street,’ down to the flat land along the Monongahela River. Not as steep as a few of the other branching paths leading from Allentown’s temporary T stop, but still a cool walk that I hadn’t taken yet. I have driven it several times, as this is a local streets ‘shortcut’ I’ll use when the bridges and tunnels are highly congested, in order to get from one side of Mount Washington to the other. Every time I’ve driven through here, I keep on saying ‘gotta walk that sometime.’

Sometime is today! There is no tomorrow, only the tyranny of the now. Yesterday has already happened, so don’t worry about it as there’s nothing you can do to change what happened. Start today!

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A deer was encountered, but I screwed the shot up while trying to photograph him. Take a look, if you want. Focus was off, and so was the exposure. I have a pretty good batting average when it comes to random stuff encountered, but this particular deer didn’t want to stand there and pose for me. As soon as I pointed the camera at him, he shot off into the woods. Bah!

A long, hot, and fairly dry summer has delayed the autumnal displays, up in the verge, until the very end of October and the beginning of November this year. There was about two weeks worth of orange up in the hills, until it suddenly grew very cold and windy at the start of November. The leaves just browned, and then blew away or dropped. Bah!

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‘Disturbingly heterogeneous’ is how I’d describe the building stock up here. Every plot of land is different in size, shape, and verticality. Each building seems to have unique adaptations to the terrain it squats upon built in. Fascinating.

As I say every time, it must be a real challenge to live in the South aside Slopes area due to this crazy terrain. Particularly so during the snowy months. Yikes.

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Brosville Street intersects with Pius Street at its terminus, nearby a Catholic Church which has been converted into Condominium Apartments.

Y’know, if I was born rich, instead of just good looking…

Behind that former church building is where you can find a cool pathway along Pittsburgh’s ‘City Steps,’ dubbed ‘the Church Route Steps.

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This time around, I wasn’t quaking with fear from the vestigial PTSD left over from the broken ankle. In fact, and in accordance with my stated goal of increasing walking speed – I positively hurtled down the stairs here, or at least comparatively so to other recent scuttles.

Back tomorrow with more.


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November 26, 2025 at 11:00 am