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Gap Trail: Homestead to South Side, part 2
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Pictured above is a bend in the Monongahela River, found just north west of Homestead during a recent walk, here in the Pittsburgh ‘zone.’ That span in the distance is the Glenwood Bridge, a vehicle bridge which carries Route 885 between the neighborhoods of Homestead/Hays and Squirrel Hill.
The vegetation along the Great Allegheny Passage rail trail thinned out just a bit here, allowing me a chance to wave the camera around.
I had a distinct sensation of being watched, but couldn’t discern where my observer might be. Figured it was probably a security camera or something.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Norfolk Southern’s #7002 was just sitting there, all inert. Luckily, a window in the verge presented, which allowed for a somewhat clean shot. As mentioned yesterday, this particular scuttle didn’t get terribly interesting for me until the very end, which you’ll see in a couple of days.
A certain amount of my concentration was focused on the actual action of walking. Despite it having been a year since the ankle situation started, I’m still rebuilding the atrophied musculature. You don’t really think about walking, instead you just ‘do it,’ like breathing. When you’re forced to relearn the procedure, it makes one quite aware of how you ‘carry yourself.’
I’ve noticed that my left foot tends to turn outwards by 10-20 degrees during strides, a left over from the ‘protecting the ankle’ period, and I’m trying to consciously fix the gait issue while I’m walking…
…and taking pictures… while listening to Christopher Lee’s unabridged performance of ‘Dracula.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
That’s the 1894 vintage Beck’s Run Pumphouse, if you’re curious. A bit of signage adorns the fence – here’s a zoom in on it, if you want the official story from PGH2O – Pittsburgh’s version of the NYC DEP – which handles sanitary and drinking water for the majority of the area.
A bend in the river, this is where the Monongahela begins moving in a mostly western direction towards its admixture point with the Allegheny River, where the two waterbodies form into the headwaters of the Ohio River.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
An office complex of some kind faces out onto the trail. I’m led to believe that there’s ‘Gub’mint’ work happening therein, labors of the sort that one does not pry into. Apparently, there’s a fairly significant intelligence community presence in Pittsburgh. The Rand Corporation is based in Oakland, near the Universities, for instance. Naval Intelligence also has offices in the city, or so I’m told. There’s also Department of Energy facilities nearby, one of two which had ‘DOGE’ land on them.
I continued on. This part of the path was familiar to me, having walked it previously sometime in the last three years.
Still kind of boring, but that feeling of being watched just continued.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The King Conan Towboat passed by, on the Monongahela River, handling barges of minerals.
Things get a lot more interesting for one such as myself the closer to the center of things you get. More activity, infrastructure, etc. Points of interest.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
That’s when I noticed where that feeling of being watched came from.
I wanted to scoop that kitten up and ‘put it in my pocket,’ but I’ve got enough problems dealing with Moe the Dog to even think about adding anything else to my list of ‘have-to’s.’.
Back tomorrow.
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Gap Trail: Homestead to South Side, part 1
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The Great Allegheny Passage rail trail is a bike and pedestrian path which connects Pittsburgh to Washington D.C. via the right of way of defunct railroads. It begins at Pittsburgh’s Point State Park and proceeds to Cumberland in Maryland, and then to Washington D.C. following more or less the path of the Potomac River. I’ve been walking the Pittsburgh side of it in sections, and this scuttle started in Homestead.
The enormous brick chimneys are a historic leave behind from the largest steel factory on earth, which was once found here. Today, squatting in the footprint of the mill is a gargantuan shopping center called ‘The Waterfront.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I was all huffed up for this one, but it ended up being a fairly boring walk – to be honest – until its very end.
Heavy vegetation obscured many of the wonders the path moves past, and it was also a quite warm and humid afternoon. I had a rideshare drop me off in the parking lot of a Costco, plugged my headphones into the ear holes, and then got down to scuttling about.
This time around, it was an unabridged audio play of Christopher Lee performing Bram Stoker’s ‘Dracula.’ Lee performs all of the voice parts himself, including Lucy and Mina, which was fascinating.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The first thing encountered on the trail is a water park called ‘Sand Castle.’ It was closed, as this was a weekday and the kids are back in school. This is good, as I was able to take photos of the place without children present so nobody accused me of being a pervert or a pedophile.
It’s amazing how many people see a ‘professional’ camera and think ‘he must be taking perv pics of kids’ with that. Odds are it’s not a stranger who’s going to abuse your kids, folks, it’s your weird uncle. Just saying.
As a note: Pervs and the ‘upskirt crowd’ generally use their phones for such pursuits, and not a very obvious DSLR with a huge zoom lens on it that draws attention. In recent years, I’ve actually tried to stick out and be incredibly obvious when out photographing. I used to wear a reflective worker’s vest around the Creek, particularly at night. A blaze orange ball cap has become part of my kit in recent years, as an example.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As mentioned, I wasn’t terribly happy with my decision to walk this section, and there’s a couple of reasons why I haven’t done so in the past.
The path follows the Monongahela River, and I’ve scuttled along the opposite shoreline’s ’Duck Hollow Trail’ previously. Just to the southeast is another section of the GAP trail which I find fantastic – nearby the community of Duquesne.
This section of the Gap trail passes by Hays Woods, a natural preserve and park. What the first two links show is a massive amount of infrastructure and rail activity, and what this section offers is basically a walk in a shit section of the woods. Bah!
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Regardless, I’m a completist. Had to scratch this section off my list.
At least I had Dracula.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Speaking as a former New Yorker, the subject of public bathrooms always annoys me. Bringing it up with ‘officialdom’ back home usually resulted in representatives of the City of New York saying they’d have to spend multiple millions in order to build any kind of public accommodation, and thereby it never builds lavatories. Then they bring up security, junkies, and the Cops to further why ‘they can’t.’ Ultimately, it’s affordable housing and bike lanes that will solve the problem, just as they will all the other things.
It positively galls me that little Pittsburgh has solved this most basic problem of human existence with low cost ‘Porta Potty’ leases. These things are everywhere. Even here on a trail in the middle of nowhere. They even set out a disabled style one ready for wheelchair people.
Grrr.
Back tomorrow.
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Captive photons
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Today brings you another ‘odds and ends’ post, populated by photos gathered during various walks that didn’t quite fit into other narrative posts describing the effort. Your humble narrator is operating a bit closer to the actual chronological time that you’re reading this, as well. Pretty much the entire month of September’s offerings were written and scheduled for publication by the last week of August.
This post, and the seven or eight which will directly follow it, are being written during the last week of September.
Pictured above is the Duquesne Incline, one of Pittsburgh’s two remaining funicular railways.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Pictured is a gas station, at the center of Pittsburgh’s Borough of Dormont, where Newtown Pentacle HQ currently resides.
I’ve been keeping busy during this interval, taking advantage of a late summer bloom of heat to get busy kicking a bunch of dirt while scuttling, and burning out mile after mile. I’m back on the ‘twice a week’ schedule, finally. By the time winter rolls in, it should be back to my standard ‘two short walks of about five miles each, with a weekend walk of about ten miles’ built into my schedule. The one year anniversary for the broken ankle sailed through on the 18th of September, during which I was out and taking a fairly long walk.
Too legit to quit, me. Quite stoppable, I am, but only temporarily so.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Mount Oliver is a residential neighborhood that’s nearby Dormont, and I found myself cooling my heels there for a bit, waiting on a ‘thing.’ I had parked the Mobile Oppression Platform in a convenient spot and then realized that a nearby graveyard was set into an elevated plinth. That put my POV at more or less coffin level, given where I was sitting. Can’t resist that sort of thing, me.
There’s lots of things I can’t resist.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Occasion found me waltzing through Dormont, accompanying Our Lady of the Pentacle on one of her many missions. She was doing a bunch of things and I decided to just sit down at a coffee shop, grab a ‘cuppa’ and hang out nearby the T light rail station while waiting for her to finish up.
An ancillary benefit of this coffee break was having a nice ‘perch’ to shoot photos of passing rail sets from.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Hey, there’s that same gas station again.
I’ve been trying to force myself into executing a short road trip during the next few weeks, to take advantage of ‘leaf season’ in the ‘burning hills of Pennsylvania’ – as it’s called.
Either Altoona or Oil City are on my list (possibly both), for sometime in mid October. I’m also quite desirous of experiencing a proper Halloween this year.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
‘Odds and ends’ presentations and commentary for this Thursday post is hereby finished. Go ponder something, lords and ladies. PONDER!
Tomorrow, back with something different.
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Of opportunity
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The shots in today’s post are fairly random, and can best be described as being ‘snapshots’ more than they are ‘photographs.’
The difference between the two descriptors is ‘intentionality,’ which is a high fallooting way of saying ‘I meant to do that.’ Wanker talk.
These images are ones where something caught my eye, and specifically – while I was driving around Pittsburgh while doing other things.
The ‘move’ I make in this sort of circumstance has been described before, wherein I clumsily thrust the camera up through the moon roof of the car, and work the image off of the screen on the back of the device rather than looking through the camera’s diopter. These lovely and colorful houses can be found on Pittsburgh’s North Side, incidentally.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Also on the North Side, and I’m fascinated by that YMCA neon sign for some reason. Have to get back here at night sometime when it’s lit up.
I almost always have the camera sitting on the passenger seat while I’m motoring around. The device doesn’t get used all that much since I’m… Y’know… driving a car, but it’s ready to rock.
Often, something interesting will pop out which I’ll grab a quick one of, and then I’ll find my way back to that spot on one of the days when I’m taking a walk instead of driving.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one was captured in the Borough of Dormont, where Newtown Pentacle HQ nests. This is the more or less ‘shallow’ side of that hill which HQ can be found at the bottom of.
As mentioned in prior postings, my ‘lead time’ with these postings has finally increased – something I’ve spent the last few months trying to achieve. This post in particular is being written during the last week of August. The summer weather has just broken here in the Pittsburgh region, and it’s been positively cold at night.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one was captured while waiting at a traffic light to turn onto the Birmingham Bridge, an interval of time artificially extended by the flaggers attached to that construction crew pictured above. All summer long, it seemed that every road in Pittsburgh had some form of construction activity underway.
It’s also been roughly one year since the ankle drama began, incidentally.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This has, accordingly, been one heck of a year for me. Lots of pain and discomfort, the spell during which I was living in a wheelchair, and then the long road back to being ambulatory again, and the reconditioning of my atrophied roadway interface. It’s been a deal, yo.
I’ll survive this year, if it kills me.
This shot depicts a former brewery on Pittsburgh’s south side.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one is looking downtown, from the ‘Uptown’ or ‘Bluff’ section. More construction. It’s everywhere.
Back tomorrow with something different – at this – your Newtown Pentacle.
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Sometimes, it’s just odd out there
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
On a recent afternoon, your humble narrator just threw his hands up in frustration and announced to Our Lady of the Pentacle that he was going out for a walk. She recognized the look in my eyes, that of a wild beast yearning for freedom, and said ‘have a good time.’
One soon found himself at ‘The T’ light rail’s First Avenue Station, where the Panhandle Bridge spans the Monongahela River.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This wasn’t going to be a long walk, at all. It was hot as heck, and I had a lot on my mind. Go to the bar and suck down a few beers sort of thoughts.
I’ve had to pick and choose my battles since returning from NYC, as the weather has been absolutely horrific all month. High heat and humidity, lots and lots of rain, and a set of competing priorities. As described yesterday, I’m currently enjoying a spate of medical tests designed to gauge and document my overall robustness and spot trends.
I don’t like being touched by strangers, let alone stripping down to my skivvies in their presence and letting them irradiate me.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As I’ve mentioned in the past, one of my superpowers is the ability to containerize negative emotions while situational stressors are at work, and then allow the stored up psychic pressure to bleed off at a more opportune time. Essentially, I have a ‘rage bladder,’ and every now and then one needs to let off some steam and bleed it out.
I was by myself, of course. God’s lonely man.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My pathway to the beer taps involved a short walk of less than two miles. This wasn’t an exercise day, and I convinced myself that the effort would be worth it if a few train shots were captured. I know that I mention drinking a lot, but I don’t actually drink all that much. A few beers, maybe once every couple of weeks, these days.
Back in Astoria, my crew of knuckleheads and I had a standing Friday night ‘after work’ meetup at ‘the local,’ but again – a couple/three pints of beer consumed over multiple hours is my deal. I sip, rather than chug.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The Monongahela River and the Smithfield Street Bridge came into view, and one pointed his toes in the required direction. This is part of the same trail pictured above, incidentally.
That’s when I saw it.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A single, abandoned, shoe. Can it be?
Has the Queens Cobbler followed me to the Paris of Appalachia?
Back next week with maximum Choo-Choo.
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