Posts Tagged ‘south side slopes’
Cage match, baby
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After ascending a set of City Steps back in Dormont and neighboring Beechview (as described last week), your humble narrator boarded a T light rail bound for Pittsburgh’s Allentown, whereupon one set out on foot heading down the very steep Arlington Avenue. My horrible path diverged at Hartford Street, where the ‘German Square’ City Steps soon suffered my odious presence while I scuttled down their course.
I like loneliness. The humans are always disappointing, fractious, and weak in body and mind. I avoid checking notifications on my phone these days, as it’s always something horrible. Better to be alone, and commune with a favorite audiobook. I was listening to Upton Sinclair’s ‘The Jungle.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The City Steps open up to vistas at street intersections. The particular one above is at ‘Fritz Street,’ and then another set of steps continue downwards, after a quick walk from one corner to the next. This area is called the ‘South Side Slopes’ and by the standards of this surrounding neighborhood, Fritz Street is like a superhighway with its travel lanes and parking.
It must be so challenging to live here.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
These steps come close to flat land at a set of Norfolk Southern railroad tracks, where a series of pedestrian bridges span and provide for egress over the trackage.
I had a feeling that I was about to see a train (seeing the signal lights change was kind of a giveaway) and I changed the camera lens over to something that could shoot through the chain link fence – my trusty 85mm f2 prime lens.
The little scanner radio I carry around with me was activated, and overheard radio chatter suggested that I was correct in my assessment that the signal lamps changing would lead to something interesting happening on the tracks below.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Hey Now!
This Norfolk Southern train set was moving ‘away from Ohio,’ although it’s likely that it’s more likely moving from the Conway Yard in PA.
Unlike CSX, which I show y’all all the time, Norfolk Southern isn’t forced into routing trains through a single street grade choke point. They’ve got options, and just off the top of my head there’s at least three other ways for them to travel through, just in the central area of Pittsburgh.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Norfolk Southern’s #4235 locomotive was apparently built in 1997, and originally called NS #9038. In August of 2019, the GE AC44C6M unit was rebuilt and renamed as #4235. At least, that’s what the internet tells me.
Again, not a railfan, I just like taking pictures of trains. If I get something wrong, in an extremely topical search, please let me know. I always take corrections and then embed them into the posts retroactively. Only way to really learn stuff is to be wrong about something.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s nothing quite as ugly a sensation as getting blasted with a train’s exhaust when you’re literally standing 10-15 feet over the exhaust ports. Volcanic heat suddenly blossoms, the air is stained with diesel exhaust, it’s a real joy, that. Hey now?
Locomotive NS #4821 was providing ‘DP’ service to the main engine, adding motive power to a long chain of cargo boxes and containers.
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Back to level ground
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Your humble narrator was highly satiated and satisfied by scuttling the spectacular Sterling Street Steps in Pittsburgh’s South Side Slopes section, as described in prior posts. The subsequence of this walk played out on the way downhill, and then into the South Side Flats area. I was already thinking about photographing trains.
Saying that, what a fascinating place this neighborhood must be to live. Challenging, though.
What if you drop an apple or orange on your way back from shopping?
The tumbling cultivar might build up enough momentum, rolling down that hill, to achieve ballistic speeds. You wouldn’t expect that, an orange moving faster than the speed of sound smacking into you. That’s ‘how they get ya.’
Also, as you’ll recall from a few posts ago, I’m quite concerned about the idea of Diurnal Vampires – Day Walkers.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Just like back in NYC’s Queens, all those centuried waves of immigration to Pittsburgh have also allowed egress for hordes of parasitic ghouls, devils, and all the horrors that bedeviled these populations in the old world who followed their victims overseas. These entities have long set up shop here in the Republic.
Vampires are just part of the ‘evil equation,’ and luckily they’re pretty rare. You can’t have too many human hunters in one area, even in NYC, for the same reason that Tigers are solitary and have to maintain huge hunting ranges. A wolf, for instance, needs to consume 5-7 pounds of meat a day. Too many predator vampires, not enough blood. Basic economics suggest thereby that the price of keeping a human alive prior to exsanguination becomes expensive, and inflated. Best to spread out.
There’s persistent local legend here in Western PA., about ‘hill people’ who secretly inhabit the larger Appalachian region – as in they’re cannibalistic ‘people’ who live inside, and under, the hills who grab and carry away kids and hikers from the woods. It doesn’t get talked about.
Actually, Lore Lodge recently did discuss it extensively.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Wittering and worrying about the armies of the night on a brightly lit afternoon just speaks so much about my psychology… I can find a ray of darkness in any point of light…
This part of Pittsburgh was extensively mined in the 18th and 19th century. Mount Washington, which is the landform that these steps are set into, used to be called ‘Coal Hill.’
Coal mines that were abandoned, even the ones which the State environmental people know about, are a real problem in these parts.
About a year ago, some poor woman and her dog were swallowed up by a sink hole that spontaneously subsided in their back yard. That hole dropped them down about 40 feet into an old coal mine which nobody knew about. The lady died, but the dog was rescued by Fire Dept. personnel. Concrete was poured into the mine’s void and the ground restored.
It seems that you didn’t need to file a building plan with the local Government, back to the 1830’s and most of the way to the 20th century, when you wanted to start digging into the verge in search of fortune. Lots and lots of small scale mining activity happened below the surface, and no records were left behind of the subterrene corridors, columns, and chambers which were carved out and then abandoned.
Pennsylvania has maps of the abandoned mines which are known to exist, but every Academic and Authority bemoans that it’s incomplete.
Beyond these abandoned voids allowing a place for the ‘Hill People’ and other legends to congregate and lurk in fuligin darkness, abandoned mines also produce acid runoff and other environmental hazards. Good news is that Pennsylvania leads the nation in terms of mushroom harvest.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A rickety steel bridge at Mission Street, overflying a park and also neighboring a municipal water pumping facility, marked my turn off from the Sterling Street Steps and corridor. From this point out, it was all fairly familiar ground.
The plan from here out was to really lean into my strides and walk as quickly as I could, these days. Flat ground was nearby.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’ve walked down South 18th street quite a few times. Steeply graded, South 18th’s severely angled pavements have helped me regain the strength in my calves after the broken ankle incident.
South Side Flats isn’t an area where I’ll worry about esoteric things like Ghasts or Day Walkers, instead I’m looking out for the ‘dope sick’ and desperate who might decide to try and take something from me to feed their habits.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Were I younger, and I mean in my early thirties, the South Side Flats would have been where I wanted to settle here in Pittsburgh. A nearby commercial street is full of restaurants, bars, nightlife. Great spot. Lots of junkies, street people, and tons of ‘law and order’ trouble at night, however. Very much reminds me of First Avenue or Avenue A in NYC’s East Village.
I’m old, though, so we moved to the suburbs, and just come down here when a night out is desired.
My toes had already pointed in the direction of the Sly Fox Brewery, where a pint of beer and – hopefully – a bunch of CSX trains would be waiting for me for the price of walking another mile or so.
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Styling down Sterling St.
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
First off, I had no idea that an event called ‘Steptrek’ was playing out on the particular day I took this walk, but it was.
I’ve been slowly consuming Laura Zurowski’s ‘City Steps of Pittsburgh’ book, and visiting some of the interesting locations discussed by the author, when ‘fancy’ strikes, or I just need a good downhill sort of workout for my still gamey ankle.
In this case, that how I ended up at the Sterling Street Steps, found in the South Side Slopes.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This ‘zone’ is somewhat insane, in terms of building a neighborhood onto terrain this challenging and steep. The City Steps of Pittsburgh allow for pedestrian egress around these hills and valleys. They also provide unbeatable views of the city.
There’s ‘orphan houses’ up here, which are only connected to the outside world via the City Steps. No other street access.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Looking down at the entrance/top of the Sterling Street Steps, and in the distance is the Birmingham Bridge, over the Monongahela River. On the other side of the river, that’s the neighborhood of ‘Uptown’ squatting on ‘The Bluff.’ Beyond, it’s the ‘Hill District’ for that tree line, and towards the right is Oakland, where the colleges are. It’s all very exciting, really.
It was a perfect day, weather wise, in Pittsburgh. Temperatures in the middle/high 60’s and low humidity. The sky was milky, but clear.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As far as the event I’d inadvertently wandered into, there were lots and lots of people with printed out maps who were wearing athletic clothing and participating in ‘StepTrek.’
Chatted with one bloke from the promotion for a few minutes, on these steps, imparting him with every bit of encouragement I could to dare walking Rialto Street and then trying out the St. Nicholas Church trail. I advised him about how horrific the latter experience is, but opined that you really have to just scratch that one off your list.
Hey, check me out, I actually know something about Pittsburgh.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Longtime readers will tell you that I’ve been assiduously working my way around, over, down, and through Pittsburgh’s many corridors since getting the ‘all clear’ from the Orthopedic people in late Spring. At first, my post broken ankle movements were truncated, pained, and difficult. Penguin walking, as I described it.
Throughout the summer and early autumn, gradual improvements in stride and pace have occurred as I’ve fought to build my strength back up.
Nobody is chanting ‘playah’ when I scuttle past, but there you are.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
No matter what happens to you, you need to keep moving.
An unstoppable person is an irresistible force. Get out into the world and see it with your own eyes. Don’t believe half of what you read or any of what you hear until you’ve witnessed it for yourself. All is false and phoney. The only truth out there is what can be seen and touched and smelled. And photographed, of course.
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Entirely pedestrian pursuits
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Continuing today, a medium length scuttle that started in Pittsburgh’s Allentown section, continued down the Knoxville Incline Greenway, and then stepped back out and onto the steeply graded streets of the South Side Slopes neighborhood here in the Paris of Appalachia.
The housing stock in this area used to be considered as ‘worker’s dwellings,’ back when the shorelines of the Monongahela River were lined with steel mills and rail yards. The quote for what Pittsburgh used to be like in the late 19th and early 20th centuries comes from the greatest of all American quotidians: Mark Twain.
Twain’s offering was that ‘it looked like hell with the lid off.’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My path carried me towards a small masonry bridge at South 12th street which overflies a set of rail tracks and acts as one of the connections between the ‘slopes’ and the ‘flats’ zones. I’ve looked around a bit, and it seems that this one actually belongs to Norfolk Southern rather than the municipality- although I’m pretty sure that the latter entity likely controls the surfacing, signage, and maintenance of the actual roadway.
It’s a real pickle driving over this puppy, by the way.
Blind turns, all that. It’s also ‘pre modern’ in its approach to the pedestrian space. Definitely not ‘ADA’ compliant, and it would be a serious challenge to negotiate a mobility device like a wheelchair through here.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
It was ‘ankle safe’ though, in its defense.
The subject of people who have mobility issues seldom seems to come up in the civil discourse around streets these days, drowned out as they usually are by the bicycle people and their demands for… whatever the hell it is they’ve decided they want this time. The wheelchair, cane, and walker crowd is always shouted down by these anti-car hooligans, who desire the installation of obstacles into the common roadway and the removal of obstacles from theirs.
Bah!
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s a few cool views on this path, including ground level visual access to the Norfolk Southern tracks. I was specifically not hunting for trains on this walk, instead the goal was purely one of ‘exercise’ with a layer of photographic opportunity on top.
On, and on, did your humble narrator scuttle.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Just look at that. The parking lane on the left side of the shot is part of a street where there’s a legal left onto the bridge – a blind 120 degree turn.
The pedestrian space leads to a step at the end of the ramp, so screw you young parents with a carriage or anyone using a wheeled mobility device.
You go a couple of hundred feet on the bridge roadway and there’s another blind turn, followed by yet another at the top of the thing. All the while, opposing traffic is executing a series of blind turns as well. The roadways design is essentially a capital letter ‘Z.’
Madness.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Back on flat ground, in the South Side Flats area, and onto somewhat familiar ground. The first half of my walk carried me down the side of Mount Washington, and now I was on the flood plain of the Monongahela River.
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Knoxville Incline Greenway
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This pathway in Pittsburgh’s ‘South Side Slopes’ section has been on ‘my list’ for a while now. The ‘Knoxville Incline Greenway’ is what the sign says. The incline, or funicular railway, which it is named for hasn’t occupied this space since 1960. Read all about it here.
Now, I should mention that I’m currently rating my ankle as being ‘85%’ of what it used to be as far as physicality goes.
Jack ass that I am, that means it’s time to start taking chances again and to stop avoiding problematic situations and places, out of an abundance of caution. I’m still being cautious, just loosening myself up a bit and trying to stamp out the last embers of the PTSD regarding stairs which have been annoying me.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The greenway itself is entirely consumed by the verge that surrounds it, growing out of what’s essentially a cliff face. The elevation plunges down quickly here, from the heights of Allentown and through to the wicked street grades of the South Side Slopes, and to the flood plain of the Monongahela River found in the South Side Flats section.
There’s a set of ‘city steps’ embedded within that vegetative tunnel.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Following the steps, and your humble narrator startled two sleeping raccoons while negotiating his path through the treacherous condition.
One of the critters fell out of a tree in his panicked reaction to me.
The steps section is pretty short, maybe three or four hundred feet. You descend at least a few building stories worth of verticality in that interval, however. The steps were covered with sticks and leaves, and thereby were quite slippery in certain spots. I obliged caution and moved slowly, but with a purpose.
‘This isn’t ankle safe,’ thought your humble narrator.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The greenway materializes back into the real world at a street called ‘Welsh Way.’ This is a quite narrow, and steep, residential street dead end that’s sort of ‘tucked away’ on the side of Mount Washington. Also, as previously mentioned, if a street has the word ‘way’ in its name here in Pittsburgh, it’s actually an alley.
The extreme grading is precisely what I was looking for, regarding the whole ‘stretch and strengthen’ deal for the ankle.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
People live here. I’ve been told by residents of the area that the City of Pittsburgh pays them a lot of early attention during winter weather, as far as salting and plowing goes. I guess you’d have to or you’d never be able to get a heavy vehicle up this hill otherwise to execute those tasks.
One scuttled along.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A church steeple encountered at Welsh Way’s intersection with Brosville Street captured my attentions. That’s the same church mentioned in past posts about the ‘Church Route’ steps up on Pius Street.
Yes. You’re not imagining it, everything is actually connected. All the walks, the drives, everything. I know that it’s seemed random – here, there, the other place…
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