Posts Tagged ‘Monongahela River’
‘Can’t’ can’t be in my vocabulary
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This walk which I was attempting wasn’t terribly ambitious, it was more about repeating a few of the steps which had proved painful and burdensome just a couple of weeks prior, and played out over just a few miles. It’s going to take a few minutes for me to get back to proper shape and form.
After riding the T light rail to the center of all things Pittsburgh, a short walk over the Monongahela River via the Smithfield Street Bridge was on order. The T kept on popping up all afternoon, and it was incumbent on me to accept that I had to keep on photographing it every time it passed by.
The weather situation has improved somewhat, but it’s still damned cold here. We haven’t seen meaningful snow in a bit, but you can smell it on the wind. This cold winter isn’t over yet.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After crossing the river, my plan was to hang a left and look for some freight trains that I might be able to photograph. A new purchase has been made, and I’ve got one of those radio scanner things now. I have no real idea how to use it, but I was able to listen in to an approaching Norfolk Southern train for a minute. Really have to read the instruction manual again, me.
Happy to report that the ankle was functioning within normal parameters. Here’s the weird thing – it’s not really my good ‘ole ankle anymore due to the screws and hardware which were inserted during the surgery, or at least the joint is quite a bit different than it used to be. Not better, not worse, just different. Weird.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As mentioned, each and every time I saw the T… this time one of their train sets was headed into the transit only tunnel which allows it to travel beneath Mount Washington.
This particular scuttle was instituted in response to a walk from a couple of weeks ago which caused no small amount of discomfort, which caused the thought ‘I can’t do this’ to intrude into my thoughts several times.
Nothing but nothing motivates your humble narrator more than hearing, even from himself, that he can’t do a thing. Back tomorrow.
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Short walk, long pier, please
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As you may recall, last week’s postings involved your humble narrator beginning one of his ‘photowalks’ in the community of Beechview, whereupon a T light Rail car was boarded. Said T light rail service deposited me at the First Avenue Station, here in Pittsburgh’s Downtown section. This is where the Panhandle Bridge (pictured above), which carries the T’s tracks across the Monongahela River, connects to the central triangle of downtown.
There was a terrific amount of maintenance work underway on this particular day, as we riders were made to understand, and were my intentions to continue along the route then a transfer to a shuttle bus would be required. This wasn’t my plan, however, as I needed to walk and thereby exercise the recovering ankle and the rest of my roadway interface.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
First Avenue Station is where the T switches away from operating an above ground service running along bridges and streets, and instead becomes a subway for about three stops in the downtown area. This section is also within the ‘free zone’ and no fare is required. Because of the work underway, the T’s were stacking up at First Avenue Station so I decided to hang around a few minutes and get some shots of all the coming and going.
The ankle is coming along, and on this walk it was rather less noisome than the last time I tried something similar. What’s bugging me right now is the atrophy experienced during the recovery interval, which seems to have really ‘done a job’ on my upper thighs and hips. Strength training is now on my bingo card for late winter and spring, I guess.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As intoned, I hung around First Avenue Station for a few minutes to record the scene, and then set out looking for an elevator. There’s fantastically long sets of stairs found here which lead down to the street, but frankly – I’m not ready to commit to that sort of effort yet. On my way, I found a public bathroom and after taking care of business set off on my way towards the elevators.
This walk, as a note, stuck pretty close to the T throughout its length. This was entirely by design, an ‘out’ in case my ankle started acting up and I needed to abort the mission and get back home quick.
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As below, so above
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After capturing shots of the frozen rivers, here in Pittsburgh, at the shoreline level nearby the Mr. Rogers monument on the Allegheny River, your humble narrator headed back to his Mobile Oppression Platform, and set out to West End Overlook Park to take in the whole scene. Wow.
The Monongahela River comes up from the south via West Virginia, so its waters are warmer than those of the Allegheny, which starts its journey to the north in the State of New York, near Kinzua.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
That’s the Ohio River pictured above, which mixes the first two waterways into a third. I’m told that the Corps of Engineers does ice breaking with a series of second party partners here, but I keep on hoping to see a black hull Coast Guard boat busting through. I seem to recall that it was eight degrees Fahrenheit that afternoon.
Your humble narrator was freezing and it was time to head back to the MOP, a Toyota. The thing was activated, and the heat turned up high. I settled into my station and began navigating. I eventually had to head over to a different section of Pittsburgh for yet another PT session, but was glad of being able to capture this phenomena.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As you’d imagine, in a place renowned for its overlook park, the town of West End/Elliot is huddled up against a steep hill which plateaus at the overlook. This was the view of that particular milieu, as I was driving back down to the valley level, where a series of roadway interchanges awaited me. It was yet another ‘PT’ day, after all.
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An agonizing scuttle
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Y’know what? A broken ankle really hurts, even four months later when you’re officially ‘on the mend.’ After getting off of the ‘T’ Light Rail, which I had ridden into town here in Pittsburgh after attending a ‘PT’ or Physical Therapy appointment nearby The T’s last stop, the ankle was definitively not happy. A weird clicking sensation was occurring on downsteps, and the muscular atrophy in my hips and upper thighs, caused by sitting in a wheelchair for two months, made itself known.
I walked half way out onto the Smithfield Street Bridge, which I had intended to cross from the other side of the river, but every step became an act of will to complete and I had debarked the T a stop earlier than my planned location.
This experience reminded me of the first time I walked to Dutch Kills from Astoria back when I first started getting interested in Newtown Creek after the cardiac incident almost twenty years ago. I was using a cane in those days, and the two and change miles walk to the waterway exhausted my reserves and it took me a couple of hours. It was a long walk, back then.
A couple of years later and this became a half hour to 45 minute walk, from Astoria to my beloved creek. You gotta just suck it up, sometimes, knowing that payoff is coming down the line. Push! Lean into it!
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My destination and reward for all this effort were about a half mile (or a little more) away from this spot. Normal circumstances would describe the following path as a 15 minute walk. It took me an hour. Luckily, one of my favorite podcasters – Dan Carlin – had just released a ‘Hardcore History Addendum’ broadcast featuring an interview with journalist Zeinab Badawi discussing the African Kingdom of Kush. (Spotify link). Worth a listen, and it’s a subject seldom discussed.
It was about 5 p.m. when I was walking around, a pretty busy interval in Pittsburgh as everybody is moving around and going from one place to another. Auto traffic is pretty heavy, and what they call ‘rush hour’ occurs. As a former New Yorker… it’s not heavy highway traffic if it’s moving at 35 mph. Hell, it’s not heavy traffic unless you put your car in park on the BQE and lie out on the car’s hood to work on your tan while waiting for things to loosen up.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As mentioned in the past, I’m goofy for funiculars, so when I saw the incline moving around on snow covered tracks, I couldn’t resist. The fact that I got to stand still for a couple of minutes didn’t hurt either.
I still had the better part of a mile ahead of me, so I leaned into the walk and got moving. Unfortunately, and this wasn’t intentional, my stride length had diminished seriously at this point. I found myself walking like a penguin, with short steps and swinging my hips around more than my legs. Doesn’t matter, said a humble narrator out loud, got to keep moving. If you stop moving, you die.
You have no idea how horrible it is to have ‘me’ inside of my head. I’m tougher intellectually than I am physically, and I’m often a real dick towards myself.
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Still no drones…
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Your humble narrator had to get out of the house, for a variety of reasons, so the Mobile Oppression Platform was loaded up with the camera bag and I drove ‘into town.’
As a note: I’m not observing any of those mega drones y’all back around NY Harbor keep talking about seeing in the sky, here in Pittsburgh.
Stairs, you see a lot of municipal stairs here – the Yinzers call them ‘City Steps.’ One was recently privy to a heated conversation about local slang debating whether chunks of Pizza are called ‘cuts’ or ‘slices.’ They got’s their own language around these parts.
Me? I was heading towards a rail yard I’ve been wanting to take a look at, in an ‘on the triangle’ Pittsburgh neighborhood called ‘Hazelwood.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Along the Monongahela Riverfront, you’ll notice an enormous empty property which used to be some sort of steel mill (Eliza Furnace). Rail infrastructure, including a former roundhouse which is now disconnected from the tracks, runs through here on multiple paths. The bridge pictured above is called the Hot Metal Bridge, and it was discussed in prior posts.
I’ve walked the opposite side of the river multiple times, but this spot in Hazelwood is a bit harder to access on foot than it is by car. Additionally, and allow me to say this gently – Hazelwood can be a rather rough section of town – so it’s best to drive rather than scuttle through it.
Also, given that my ankle is still mending – scuttling isn’t really on the agenda for a bit.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Across the water, on the southern bank of the Monongahela, is the water facing section of a parcel called ‘Hay’s Woods.’ Haven’t been there yet, but apparently it’s a fairly wild parcel which hosts a lot of critters, including nesting Bald Eagles. Neat! I plan on scuttling through there this spring. See what you can see and all that.
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