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Scuttling, diagonally
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As described yesterday, your humble narrator was out for a short walk.
Not an exodus, nor a crossing of some hostile desert, this time around it was all familiar territory.
One was loathsomely scuttling down the diagonally cantilevered PJ McArdle roadway, here on the face of Pittsburgh’s Mount Washington. I’ve walked this way several times over the last few years.
That’s the Monongahela Incline, pictured. It’s a funicular railway.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Every now and again, one needs to relax a bit, take it easy. Ruminate.
I’ve really been getting around, in the last six months in particular.
A lot of attention has been paid to Pittsburgh’s North Side in the last six months, and to several other ‘zones’ around the city which I have some sort of intellectual interest in. Troy Hill, East Liberty, East Street Valley, Perry Hilltop and the Swindell Bridge, Skunk Hollow, Brighton Heights, lots of new and novel sights for me.
This scuttle was a bit more like visiting a relative’s house, I’d venture.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My day was abbreviated, due to an incoming weather system promising to bring thunderstorms and tornadic warnings to the area. It was quite a nice day at the time I was out and about, climatological wise, otherwise.
Happily, I was wearing a new pair of Merrell hiking boots, after discovering that I had ground my older pair’s soles down to flat.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Speaking of flat, when I got down to Carson Street, the Via Majorica of the South Side Flats section – a wrecker towing a bus was observed. I whipped the camera forward, and the two guys driving the thing saw me and started vamping for the shot. Sweet.
Me? I wanted to go shoot a picture of a train and also drink a beer.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Hey Now! CSX #3346 shot through the usual spot and satisfied my urge. I had a singular glass of suds, and then walked back towards the T light rail which is about a half mile or so away from this spot.
All told, maybe three miles in total, if we’re stretching it.
Specific ‘leg work’ for the day involved hyperextension of, and stretching the tendons, leading into and out of my ‘bad’ ankle joint while walking downhill. Accomplished mainly via a series of walking postures.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Finally, a ride back to HQ in Dormont on the T light rail, and yet another happy reconciliation with a dog named Moe, and a woman called ‘Our Lady of the Pentacle.’
Back tomorrow with something different.
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Reigning it in, a bit
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
‘Dude, every time you leave the house it doesn’t need to be the Bataan death march…’ that’s what I said to myself in the bathroom mirror on the morning that I set out for this latest scuttle.
One shlepped up a steep hill to the ‘T’ light rail, and headed into Pittsburgh from Dormont, where HQ is found.
The Newtown Pentacle time warp is still very much in effect, and growing more severe. These shots were gathered on the 9th of June, and these words are being written on June 30th. If my scheduling is correct, this will publish during the second week of August.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The T dropped me at the Station Square stop.
You get a free transfer to one of the incline/funiculars here, so I decided to take advantage of that service to get high up, on Mount Washington. It had been a while since I walked the ‘PJ McArdle roadway’ path, so that was my plan for the afternoon.
For the last few months, I’ve been intentionally pushing my limits, as far as endurance and overall length of walking and photo sessions. Big part of how I’ve managed to maintain a month of lead time here.
The busted ankle is still a background character in this story, and whereas I’ve reversed a great deal of the atrophy to muscularity caused by the injury, I’m still living with it and getting used to the aftermath.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Up top, and the scuttle gets started.
The goal for this day was just to kick a bunch of dirt, and not to explore new or novel places. It was about obliging a certain walking speed and maintaining a slightly above average heart rate. One walked a bit more urgently than normal – not ‘maximum boogie’ speed – but a couple of paces faster than my ‘usual.’ Close to 3 mph, as opposed to my more normal 2.3 – 2.6 mph.
It’s all downhill from here.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
One remains fascinated by that ‘Colors House’ on Cola Street, in the South Side Slopes. At least one of those other homes sitting on the cantilevers near it is an expensive AirBNB. Fun.
The camera was waved around for a minute or two.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This shot looks along the Monongahela River; with Smithfield Street, Panhandle, Liberty, South Tenth Street, and Birmingham Bridges in view.
In the distance is PITT’s Cathedral of Learning in Oakland, and closer to the POV is the uptown or Bluff neighborhood where Duquesne University is installed. Recent posts have wiggled about in the areas visible in the shot above.
Man… I do get around.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Finally, one reached the pedestrian walkway of the the PJ McArdle roadway itself, a diagonally set double lane street which descends from the prominence of Mount Washington’s ‘Grandview Avenue’ down to the mean streets of the South Side Flats below.
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Nebby, me
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
In Pittsburghese, ‘nebby’ means ‘nosey,’ as in ‘I’ve got a nosey neighbor.’ In ‘New Yorkese’ – yenta.
Your humble narrator is intrinsically nebby, as I’m always watching and photographing somebody or something while they are doing things. On a recent walk down the face of Mount Washington, using the PJ McArdle roadway route, a quick detour along the path found nebby me standing on the Liberty Bridge, clicking the camera’s shutter button as a series of ‘T’ light rail train sets moved back and forth over the Panhandle Bridge spanning the Monongahela River. ‘What?’ my mother would ask, ‘you think this is normal? Why are you like this? I didn’t raise you this way…’ Yeah, I admit it, it’s an odd way to spend your time.
Boy, that’s an exposition heavy statement above, ain’t it?
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The next phase of my walk would involve negotiating a problematic series of pedestrian obstacles, including a decaying set of city steps which then feed into a dark and always muddy walkway. It was at the muddy walkway where the fellow I’ve been mentioning for a the last couple of days – whom I’m pretty sure was turning into a zombie – dwelt. I’m not kidding – his extremities were blackened, his eyes blood red, and his skin mottled. The smell…
At the end of what I now call ‘the zombie’s mud covered walkway’ (I’m talking six inches of wet slop, btw.) was where I’d encounter one of the top ten worst pedestrian experiences I’ve ever found – this is Athens level BS. Seriously, click here and then put Google maps into street view mode to see what I’m talking about. For at least the next six months or so, there’s also T light rail traffic included at this intersection too. Wow.
All hazards were surmounted; mud, zombie, bad crossing at dangerous intersection but soon I felt began to feel a bit ‘faklempt.’ Nevertheless, I was on the second half of the PJ McArdle roadway and was back on my inexorable path down towards the ground, at an angle, again.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
When I got to this little bridge along the path, I shed the camera bag for a few minutes and hung it on a fence using the stout caribinier that’s always installed on its pull strap. Train tracks were below me, and since I hadn’t seen any Norfolk Southern traffic during this entire walk, I felt like the odds were quite in my favor regarding the appearance of a train. I fired up the radio scanner and my hopes were confirmed. Something was heading my way. ‘Hey Now’ shouted your humble narrator.
Lucky me.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
That’s the ticket. I find myself saying ‘hey now’ when a train appears in front of my lens these days. Like an exclaim it out loud sort of thing – ‘HEY NOW.’
Don’t ask me why, you can’t be expected to explain this sort of thing.
Given that I’ve barely mentioned the bum ankle for the last couple of couple of posts, I should mention it was performing admirably on this outing. No ‘clicking’ or weird cramped ‘tightness’ and whereas you can’t help but be overly aware of the joint. The thing mainly played ball with my aspirations this time around. Felt like it was finally back on the team, after all this time.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This walk wouldn’t end when I got back to flat ground, as I still had about another hour’s worth of steam to spend. I also planned on grabbing a pint of beer at the end of the scuttle, at that brewery by the CSX Pittsburgh Subdivision tracks which I frequent. I mentioned that I was faklempt, no?
People keep asking me if I’m back…
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Last shot for this week, and post, was of a bunch of kids playing ball on an athletic field in the South Side Flats section.
Next week – a bit of Choo Choo – and then…
Something different, at this, your Newtown Pentacle.
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Descending again
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Descending from the prominence of Pittsburgh’s Mount Washington, via the PJ McArdle roadway, is where we left off yesterday and that’s what the shot above illustrates.
This roadway is cantilevered out from the face of the landform, and leads down to the flood plane level of the Monongahela River’s southern shore. The area which it makes its landing in is called either the South Side Flats or simply ‘south side.’
There’s a shot along this route that I’d really like to capture a decent iteration of for the archives, which is the Monongahela Incline riding on its funicular trackway over the road.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Like a lot of ‘shots I want,’ the practice is to haunt the location and get versions of the composition during different times of the day and weather conditions over time. There’ll be dozens of iterations, usually, until I get whatever the heck it is within the brain box that I’m going for.
All of the scouting I’ve been up to for the last couple of years is now moving into actual photography time.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This is the sort of thing I’m going for, although I should have used a different lens to try and get some more blurry drop off and ‘depth of field.’ I shot this one with a zoom lens at f8, and the focal was dialed all the way out, which ‘flattens’ things too much.
A lens swap occurred prior to the next group of shots, as an 85mm f2 prime lens was affixed to the camera.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The 85mm was set to f2.8, but I still didn’t get the blur and drop off in background focus – bokeh, as it’s called – that I was hoping for. As mentioned, this is a shot I’m going to work until I get it right. I dig it.
The 24-240mm zoom lens is an omnivore and ‘walk around’ lens, allowing me quick focus across a large range, but it operates best with a narrow aperture like f8. The narrow aperture also restricts it to daytime usage, sans tripod.
The prime lenses are restricted to a fixed objective size, but offer larger apertures (f1.8 and up) that allow me to get a bit artsy fartsy and capture images in dark or shadowed locations.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I swapped the zoom lens back onto the camera, performed a quick inventory of the camera bag to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be, and thereupon one continued with his scuttling.
Your humble narrator was literally the only pedestrian along this route, except for the fellow at the bottom of the hill (mentioned yesterday) whom I’m pretty sure was well into the process of becoming a zombie.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Along the way, this scene caught my eye. Goes to show that no matter how much effort mankind puts into something, nature always ends up winning out. Comforting, no?
Back tomorrow.
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…rise and look around you…
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
One last ‘portrait shot’ of Pittsburgh’s Downtown was gathered, and your humble narrator packed the tripod back up into its assigned spot on my camera bag and got moving. A couple of overly ambitious trail routes leading away from this location had been considered for my walk, but I’m not 100% on the ankle front yet and discretion is the better part of valor.
Best to stick to paved surfaces for now, and take advantage of the sloping nature of one of these roads to exercise and stretch the tendons and discrete musculature surrounding the ankle and heel of my left foot.
Forward, ever forward…
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I ended up chatting with the guy in the shot above, who was smoking a cigarette while drinking a coffee. His name was Gus and he’s lived up here for more than twenty years, according to our conversation. Nice guy.
I’m told by friends that my habit of talking to strangers is weird.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Closer to the incline, you start seeing signs of life (other than Gus). Right about here is where another random conversation with strangers occurred, as a young mom with a Canon Rebel spotted my camera and started asking questions about lenses, technique, and such.
After a quick and salubrious exchange, I was back on my way.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As mentioned, it was ‘leg day,’ and the shot above offer some suggestion as to why I chose this particular route up and down Grandview Avenue. The buildings on the left enjoy uninterrupted views of the Three Rivers/Downtown area. There’s a few restaurants and cocktail bars ‘with a view’ sprinkled in along this route, but it’s mostly residential in this stretch.
The bum ankle was performing as expected, I’d mention. A bit of discomfort, but I’m not getting the weird sensation of tightness in my heel anymore.
Stretch and strengthen, don’t ‘protect’ the ankle, push on.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I desperately wanted to walk the entire length of Grandview Avenue and access a different and quite well wooded pathway along natural surfaces, one which snakes down the face of Mount Washington, but again – have to reign in my ambitions until I’m ready to surmount real physical challenges again.
Can’t wait for that actually. That’s a problem I’m trying to keep in check.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The pathway I’d use to get back down to the flood plane level along the Monongahela River would be the PJ McArdle roadway, which has been mentioned here and trod upon many times. Along the way, I encountered an apparently unhoused fellow whom I think might have taken a step over towards Zombie. The bad smell, a blackened discoloration at the ends of his limbs, milky white eyes… it all said zombie.
There’s a history of this sort of thing happening in Pittsburgh, just look at the Pittsburgh incident of 1968, and also the one that was centered around nearby Monroeville in 1978.
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