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Left over’s Monday
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The best part of roasting a chicken for me, beyond how it makes the house smell, are the succession of chicken sandwiches you get as leftovers. Today’s post is one of those sandwiches.
As is the case with any long walk, there’s always a few photos which I like but didn’t use as it would have been difficult to shoehorn them into the particular tales I’m telling (and I’m really trying to be a bit more concise these days and keep it down to just three shots per post, unless I’ve got something I really want to show). To wit, that Mack truck above, fitted out with a pumping system.
This is a concrete pump truck, operated by a local construction outfit called ‘Trumbull,’ and that collection of pipes and hinges on its bed unreels and then extends up and out, allowing concrete to be delivered to several building stories above whatever construction project the truck is assigned to. Neat.
Man oh man, have I ever missed taking walks like this one.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The 16th street David McCullough Bridge was mentioned but not depicted in a post from last week, and that’s rectified above.
Again, I have certain limitations at the moment due to the ongoing recovery from the busted ankle. Normal circumstance would have seen me slip down to the water’s edge and set up a tripod for my filtered lens. This would be foolhardy at the moment, and I’m not entirely sure that I’d be able to climb back up the slope in my current state.
As my capabilities have been returning, it’s become a bit easier to explore and walk about, hence it’s become less of an ‘I have nothing’ situation (as far as photos go) where I’m writing a post the same day it’s meant to publish. Lead time is critical when you’re publishing five times a week. This post, for instance, was largely completed by last Thursday, and is being scheduled to publish on last Saturday morning. By the end of next month, I’m hoping to have things operating at least a couple of weeks ahead of the publishing date again.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Enigmatic, the 1905 vintage Immaculate Heart of Mary RC church looms high over a neighborhood I passed by called ‘Polish Hill.’ I still haven’t found the opportunity to get the camera inside of this place, as I vowed to do in this 2023 post. I’m going to head over there sometime soon and make nice with the people there, so hopefully I’ll get permission to record the interior scene.
I say it all the time – ‘it’s not about the gear, or the experience in operating the camera, photography is about the social networking which opens the doors to places that other people can’t get into.’
Back tomorrow with something different, at this – your Newtown Pentacle.
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411,840 inch scuttle accomplished
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Pittsburgh has lots of alleys, especially so ‘Downtown.’ They don’t put the garbage out on the sidewalks in front of the big office buildings for collection here, rather they use the alleys for that. A few blocks away from this spot is where Christopher Nolan’s Batman movies shot the formative encounter between the Wayne’s and Joe Chill. The entire trilogy was mostly Pittsburgh based for its filming.
Me? My busted ankle was singing, and luckily I had managed to walk some six and half miles on this one. It took me three and change hours, mind you, but I did it. Look at me ma, top of the world.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
In the downtown section, Pittsburgh’s ‘T’ light rail service operates in a former freight rail tunnel, found under the city, and runs in the manner of a subway under the office buildings. It rolls through several modalities over its course – the T does – street running, cantilevered tracks, and there’s also elevated trestles. It’s all very exciting, really.
I boarded the Red Line service at the Wood Street station and settled into a seat for the roughly five mile ride back to HQ. It was good to sit down, after a longish walk.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
About thirty minutes later, I was standing on a corner in the Boro of Dormont, and getting ready to lean into the last and shortest leg of the walk: down the hill back to HQ where Our Lady of the Pentacle and Moe the Dog awaited my return.
It was my turn to cook dinner, which ended up being air fryer cooked chicken thighs, served over rice and with a lot of broccoli.
Back next week, at this – your Newtown Pentacle.
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Dahntahn Yinzerville
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
To start, the Pittsburgh people refer to the regional culture they enjoy as being ‘Yinzer.’ The local accent, which pronounces the word ‘downtown’ as ‘Dahntahn’ and says ‘aht’ when they want to say ‘at,’ uses a contraction for ‘you all’ that sounds like ‘y’inz.’ Use it in place of ‘y’all.’
There’s a cultural conceit and marketing gimmick built in here, therefore, centering around ‘Yinz.’ It’s common for people in the Pittsburgh Metro to describe themselves as ‘Yinzers,’ although you already figured out they’re ‘from here’ due to a Steelers jersey, worn with shorts in January. There’s a strain of masculinity here which likes to project that they don’t feel cold, as they’re far too tough for that.
That’s the explanation for the title of this post, ‘Dahntahn Yinzerville.’
After passing under the 1922 vintage ‘David McCullough 16th street bridge’ on the waterfront trail, I was definitively ‘Dahntahn.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s another patch of tall buildings about five to six miles to the east in Oakland, where CMU and Pitt’s campuses are found, but most of the businesses hereabouts enjoy horizontal setups rather than vertical ones.
Density ain’t what it used to be.
Another interesting wrinkle to Yinzer talk involves the supposition of a past tense variant for the word while using a verb in present tense. It’s not ‘the car needs to be washed,’ rather it’s ‘the car needs warsh.’
Fascinating.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Before plunging into the urban core, in pursuance of acquiring the T light rail at Wood Street Station, a few last wave arounds of the camera occurred. This one looks across the Allegheny towards its northern shoreline.
It was time to begin the last steps of this scuttle, and ‘the final paht of this scuttle needs walk.’
Back tomorrow.
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Almost, almost…
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After reacquiring the waterfront trail here in Pittsburgh, which follows the shoreline of the Allegheny River, your humble narrator continued on his lonely path. I wasn’t using headphones on this walk, as I wished to remain very aware of my surroundings for some reason. Wasn’t worried about getting jumped at all, although I was likely the best target on the trail due to the camera. A vast physical coward, if somebody tried to mug me, I’d probably just end up vomiting on them out of fear. Experience states that puke ends a street fight faster than Kung Fu does.
This walk ended up being six and half miles long (that’s 411, 840 inches), a new personal best in this post broken ankle season I’m living through.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I was fascinated by the tree growth seen around the lumber piles above, which makes the wood look like it was molten and poured. There’s a ghastly life and death narrative at work there, with the cut lumber piles being subsumed by the living trees. Wonder what used to be here that needed docks…
This is where I soon found myself marching into another ‘angle’ between neighborhood areas, as it’s where Pittsburgh’s ‘The Strip’ metastasizes into ‘Downtown.’ Still wondering what was here that required docks…
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I cannot express the sense of joy I get from my ignorance, and then getting curious about something. Recent background reading has focused in on Zinc, as in the mining/processing/industrial application thereof. Positively galvanizing, the story of zinc is. It’s anodizing, as well.
Guess I’m going to have to start reading up on the history here, as I’m getting curious about all the ‘once, long ago/used to be’ stuff. Sigh. I’ve been enjoying my ignorance… did you know that Zinc is the 4th most abundant metal on the Earth, despite its relatively low melting point?
Your humble narrator still had a little bit of walking ahead of him to get to that T station where the light rail would be boarded for a ride back to HQ.
Come with? Back tomorrow.
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Hammer time
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
That’s Railroad Street pictured above, with some of the newly constructed housing units and concurrent parking lots which Pittsburgh’s Strip District now houses. Observationally, many of the people who live in these new buildings are students, or young professionals employed in the nearby downtown section. Personally, I’m not at all interested in living here in what look to me like a great deal like barracks, despite their colorful and shiny facades. I said the same thing about LIC, as a note.
I’m also determined never to share walls with anybody else other than Our Lady of the Pentacle and Moe the Dog by choice again. The nearly three years which we’ve been living in a private house is the longest period in my life I’ve gone without seeing a roach or a mouse appear inside my home.
Astoria was freaking infested. I knew a guy there whose back yard became infested with cats. Cats! What do you do, bring in dogs? It’s like that old Porky Pig and Daffy Duck cartoon. The mind boggles.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Not for me, as I often say. If I wanted apartment living, I’d have stayed in NYC. My song will probably be different when I’m in my late sixties rather than fifties.
The development projects here have been a great success, apparently, and brought a 24/7 population into an area that used to empty out at night and on weekends. Tax rolls are up, but the lousy architecture contagion is spreading. Hey, people are voting with their feet to live here, who cares what I think. It would have been smart for the city to demand green roofs on all those parking lots though, to offset the storm water situation, but that’s me. Maybe they like building sewers and treatment plants at City Hall, I don’t know.
Things started getting a little boring, as they do in these sorts of areas, so I hung a right and headed towards the Allegheny River waterfront in pursuance of acquiring the trail which follows it.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
It’s really the same old story here. ‘Used to be, once, long ago,’ replaced by new and shiny quick construction designed to minimize development and maintenance costs by using common wet walls and utility conduits. Very ‘YIMBY.’ Have they built schools, fire houses, police capability to serve the new populations? Sewerage? Anything? I really don’t know.
At any rate, the ankle was really starting to sing its song at this point in the walk. I had just passed through my former threshold point of five miles in terms of what I could reasonably expect myself to be capable of.
The current ‘uncomfortable’ thing that happens in the ankle and foot is a sensation that I have two shoelaces wrapped tightly against the heel of my foot and then something ‘clicks’ during heel strikes. The Docs tell me these symptoms are tendon related and will ameliorate with time and exercise. Stretch and strengthen, they tell me.
Push on, weakling, push.
Back tomorrow.
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