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Recent endeavor found your humble narrator casting shadows in Pennsylvania’s Bridgeville, part of the larger Pittsburgh metro area and found just a few miles from HQ.

Pictured is a section of Chartiers Creek, which has been mentioned before in connection to massive environmental remediation efforts that various governmental entities have been working on in order to ameliorate an acid mine runoff condition. Bridgeville used to be a center for coal mining, and processing, at the end of the 19th and first half of the 20th centuries. They also mined Vanadium, and a few other elements and minerals hereabouts.

Basically, and as I understand it, when you’re operating a mining operation the two biggest problems you’ve got involve the pumping out of ground water, and then piping in air for ventilation.

When the business shutters, nobody is performing those functions anymore. The mine fills with water, the volume of which in turn gets incorporated into the subterrene patterns which ground waters flow through, down below, which then migrate back up to the surface.

Hydrology, yo.

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Again – as I understand it – the thing that makes Coal a great fuel choice is that it’s a rapid oxidizer. That’s why it alights fast, and burns hot.

The post facto of the mining process exposes left behind or non harvestible coal to the atmosphere, and to ground water, which causes it to oxidize in place. Iron pyrites, amongst other compounds, are found in the Appalachian layer cake that forms the coal’s firmament. The pyrites rust, and leech out of the flooded mines, entering the ground water/aquifer.

The pH of this leachate water is altered by the carrying of these dissolved metals, and thereby it leans towards acidic. No bueno for the bugs, turtles, or fish.

Less than a mile away from the first shot in today’s post, and that’s the Chartier’s Creek tributary McLaughlin Run pictured. As you can see, the running water here is a bright orange. That’s rust from those iron pyrites.

It’s the 1941 vintage ‘Bridge No. 1 McLaughlin’s Run,’ that’s pictured above.

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As is my habit, I photographed the bridge’s signage – click here for that.

I’ve read that Bridgeville has experienced severe storm flooding in the not so distant past, and lots of built accommodations for high water events were observed around this structure. Notice the chain on the manhole cover above, securing it to the raised pipe.

One had a bit of time to kill, on this particular morning, and a few new toys I wanted to play with.

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Your humble narrator was in ‘full kit’ mode, as I had the car with me for this effort. Both a tripod and that ‘super clamp’ mentioned a few posts ago were deployed. I was also experimenting with a set of magnetic lens filters which I had just received.

These things are magic – btw – you can just snap a polarizer or Neutral Density filter onto your lens, in seconds.

As you’ve likely noticed, there is a rail trestle/bridge here, which belongs to the Wheeling and Lake Erie outfit.

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McLaughlin Run is containerized behind masonry retaining walls, and forms the back yard border for several commercial properties and homes.

My time grew short, and there were other things that didn’t concern me which I wanted to stick my nose into, so the gear began to go back into the bag as I prepared for departure. One more shot, though…

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This one (and several others in today’s post) used a 10 stop ND filter, and the superclamp tripod setup. Bucolic, no?

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This most recent of scuttles finished as many do, with your humble narrator rehydrating at what’s now called the ‘Burghers Brewery’ on Pittsburgh’s South Side. Hey… it’s really close to the T Station!

This time around, I was trying out a new brew of theirs – an Irish style Red Ale called ‘The Red Funicular.’ It was good. That’s my review.

Hey Now! CSX #503 appeared, heading northwesterly.

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I had finished my earlier peregrinations by crossing the Monongahela River, via the Smithfield Street bridge, pictured above.

The masonry of that bridge was designed by John Roebling, and the steel structure above is by Gustav Lindenthal. That’s the designer of the Brooklyn Bridge, and the designer of the Queensboro Bridge – back in a superior City, for the curious.

It should be mentioned that the Newtown Pentacle time warp has actually increased in severity recently.

The photos in this series of posts were captured on the 21st of May, and the very words you’re reading were encoded a month later at the end of June. At this writing, I’ve got close to a thousand shots which haven’t been processed yet – just sitting there on my computer’s hard drive – so hopefully I’m going to be able to continue with my longish ‘lead time.’

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CSX #3165 elicited a ‘Hey Now!’ when it turned up in the very same spot that #503 formerly occupied, less than twenty minutes earlier. I headed inside for a ‘reload,’ and paid my tab. Two is plenty for me, these days.

I used to be able to outdrink Russians when I was a kid. Was always the last one awake at a party, me. A lot of that was paranoia, I’d imagine.

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Just as I was exiting the establishment with my final boss of a beer in hand, CSX #3409 appeared and was headed in the opposite direction, southeasterly, towards the steel mills and ultimately – Maryland or West Virginia.

Hey Now!

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Man, I got lucky on this particular day. Hey Now!

That’s CSX #5465 rolling along there, just as I downed the last of my second beer. I returned the glassware to the brewery, and began a final set of steps to get back to HQ, where Moe the Dog was likely wondering what the heck had happened to me.

Moe is a worrier.

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A ten minute walk saw me at those ‘Station Square’ platforms offered for the T light rail service, which carried me back to HQ.

Moe was fairly indifferent five minutes after my return to HQ, but I did get a very emotional greeting from him – barks and squeals.

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Your humble narrator had been involved in a fun scuttle for a couple of hours, when the photo above was captured.

Depicting the Fort Pitt Bridge over the Monongahela River, this and a couple of the other shots in today’s post were shot in the name of testing out a new piece of gear, recently added to the camera bag.

I should mention that I’m obsessed with unique camera support devices. One of the few spaces wherein I ‘tinker’ revolves around building novel support mechanisms for the camera. I’m forever attaching tripod heads and ARCA Swiss plates to all sort of things – bean bags, blocks of silicone, you name it.

The new addition is a ‘Super Clamp.’ Clamp, clamp, clamp.

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It needed some modification, ‘out of the box,’ to fit my particular ‘use case scenario.’ Specifically, an extended bushing which introduced instability into the mount needed to go. I ordered a smaller bushing from Amazon which I swapped in – a tripod mount screw size (1/4 inch 20 turn) on one side and tripod head mount size (3/8ths 16 turn) on the other. That allowed me to securely attach a tripod head to the thing.

I screwed a ten stop ND filter onto my lens for these, to ‘slow’ down the flowing waters of the Monongahela and capture reflections.

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The beauty of this device is that it allows me to clamp my camera onto fences, poles, even fire hydrants – offering a rock steady mount.

Given that I was quite taken with the thing’s performance, it’s become a regular carry ever since. My problems have now transferred over to the lens filters themselves. The ones I’ve been carrying – for years and years – are screw on filters, which are a pain in the neck to manipulate in ‘the field.’

My problem is encapsulated in the shift to the next shot.

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I had time to unscrew the filter, and ‘rekajigger’ the camera settings away from ‘long and loving’ exposure over to a ‘freeze the moment’ setting, for this shot. It isn’t always the case that I can do this quickly enough, so I often miss stuff when the camera is set up for filter usage.

Accordingly, I’ve spent a bit of cash on a new set of lens filters, which use a magnetic system in lieu of the screw in system. You do have to screw an adapter into the lens, which is ferrous in composition so when a magnet enabled filter gets close to it, the glass disc just snaps right into place.

Just got these delivered, at this writing, so the verdict is out on whether or not I pissed away my money, or if the things will work as I hope and help rather than hinder my efforts. I’ve been ‘feeling’ longer exposures again for some reason.

Comparing the two bridge shots above, you can really discern the amount of color cast which my older filters alter the scene with. All ND filters have a ‘cast,’ some more severe than others.

Also, clamps.

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Can’t miss a Towboat shot though, can I?

Gotta say, I’m missing the smell of salt water these days, and it’s been a long time since I was on anything but a tourist boat.

This is about when I heard the hissing.

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This Canadian Doofus was angry at me.

A bit of recent research in this direction revealed that – in Pittsburgh at least – the Canada Gooses segregate into two groups. There’s a purely migratory population of them, and there’s a static one which occupies the waterfronts all year long – even in winter. The latter are larger in stature and weight, according to the Pennsylvania environmental peeps. These monstrous iceholes enjoy Federal and State protection, and their only natural predators are Coyotes, Eagles, and Owls.

These predators don’t mess with adults like the one pictured above – mind you – instead preferring to pick off either the newborn Goslings, or sick and or elderly adult Gooses who can’t fight back.

I stand by my conviction that Canada Geese, as a specie, are dicks.

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Chokepoints. Pittsburgh is full of them. Especially so when you’re on foot. I’ve mentioned this a few times. It’s a city which is set up entirely for the convenience of automobile and truck drivers, and for vehicular ‘flow.’

That latter concept is a city killer. You want people to park their cars, walk around to local shops, and spend their money. This ‘system’ of highways facilitates the exit of that money to distant suburbs, and other municipalities, where it will be spent and the sale will be taxed by a different municipality instead. You want your citizens to spend money as close as possible to where they earned it.

Also – It really sucks to be a pedestrian in areas like this. Street crossings, in particular, are fairly scary. Meh!

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One scuttled up the ramp to the Fort Duquesne Bridge. This section of Pittsburgh’s ‘North Shore’ where it’s found received quite a bit of attention during the late winter and early spring here at Newtown Pentacle.

Mainly so due to the presence of two ‘T’ Light Rail stations nearby the stadiums, which allowed one such as myself a quick and easy ‘debark’ point from a mass transit service that tracks back to HQ in Dormont.

Essentially, anytime I’ve gone ‘out’ for a scuttle in the last year or so, the plan has always involved using mass transit for at least one leg of the effort. Partially, this is economic, but it’s also kind of become a ‘challenge thing’ for me. Let’s see how far away I can start a walk, and…

For this particular day, the rideshare dropped me a couple of miles north for my starting point. The challenges offered by any choice in my route were;

a) finding a path which hadn’t already been polluted by my presence but was still photogenically ‘interesting,’ b) figuring out a roundabout way to get back to the T, c) not getting squished by a car while crossing streets.

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I’ve been noticing odd things.

While walking over the Fort Duquesne Bridge, I was keeping an eye out for what looks like a former pedestrian path, one which has been abandoned and intentionally clipped off. It breaks off of the riverfront trail, and is attached to an onramp of this bridge.

There’s a concrete barrier, pictured, which blocks the path towards the Point State Park, but the counter side of that path leading from the park is still accessible. Weird.

Go figure, huh?

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Another closed pedestrian lane is present up on the bridge itself.

Normally, this POV is locked away from prying eyes, but the gate was unlocked and just hanging open, so I cracked out a shot. This pathway just terminates, at a spot where there were likely stairs or a ramp connected once, but which would now just offer a dead drop into the Allegheny River, from high above.

Fun.

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The path from this area was pretty simple:

Bypass Downtown Pittsburgh by skirting its edges, and then cross the Monongahela River via the Smithfield Street Bridge. Ultimately, I was heading for that familiar brewery on Pittsburgh’s South Side where the CSX tracks are found and I like to shoot trains.

Still had a decent amount of walking to accomplish.

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Hey Now! Speaking of CSX, and the southern shoreline of the Monongahela River…

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As you might recall from last week, your humble narrator was scuttling through Pittsburgh’s ‘Chateau’ neighborhood on the city’s North Side.

There’s lots of lovely homes here, many of which are in a sad state of repair. Condemnation signage is common, as are empty building lots.

I just like to follow my nose around this area, and had only a vague directional notion of where I was going. That little compass dangling off my camera bag was consulted a couple of times.

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A sudden rush of research activities, centered around a former Standard Oil cannery (behind me, and discussed in a prior post), which revealed that this was a populous but fairly poor neighborhood back in the 1950’s – with churches, shops, and homes.

In 1963, Pittsburgh decided to ‘fix’ this area under the guise of urban renewal/slum clearance, which took the form of erecting an enormous series of highway viaducts and access ramps in lieu of that former mixed use setup. The project eradicated what used to be here, and used the rubble of that civilization to landfill into the Ohio River.

If your residential or commercial property was on the ‘wrong’ side of the new highway, it’s now zoned for ‘heavy industrial,’ so get the ‘eff out.

A 2006 survey revealed that only 39 people were living in the Chateau neighborhood, which kicked off a fresh round of urban renewal.

Don’t know anything about what the population numbers are right now, but the ‘powers that be’ have just started another of their ‘this will save Pittsburgh’ developments nearby. This time around, there’s going to be a Ferris wheel.

Always have to remind, they had a Rachel Carson here in Pittsburgh, not a Jane Jacobs.

Robert Moses always talked about wielding a ‘meat cleaver’ for his projects, wherein if something was in the way he just chopped and chopped at it with the metaphorical cleaver until it was gone.

They really seem to have embraced that ‘Powerbroker’ philosophy here in Pennsylvania.

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To get an idea of the sort of grandiose buildings lost to these generational cascades of Urban Renewal, look at the surviving blocks of Chateau – where Chateau’s streets merge into the Manchester neighborhood.

Admittedly, this mansion sized home is an outré example, but holy smokes – it looks like Batman grew up there.

Check that out, spooky looking Victorians, yo. Magnificent.

This entire ‘zone’ that I was cutting through was once part of a separate municipality called ‘Allegheny City,’ annexed by Pittsburgh in 1907.

Just like Queens back in NYC, as soon as the annexation/political consolidations we’re finished, the larger city began exporting its dirty industries, chipping away at the lesser entity’s neighborhoods, and began ramming highways and sewer plants through to serve the larger entity.

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Street Furniture was spotted.

It was a fairly warm day, but breezy and overcast.

Luckily, I had dressed for ‘high summer,’ with shorts and one of my silly Guayabera shirts (they offer four secure pockets, bro), and an even sillier fishing hat that I had purchased at a Costco for $9.

One had the ‘full’ camera kit onboard, and was carrying it all in a knapsack. Didn’t end up using much from the bag, other than the bottle of water I now carry. Basically did a ‘one lens’ sort of walk, with an ‘all in one’ 24-240mm zoom lens.

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It’s a very convenient lens, but it’s huge and kind of heavy, and has limitations on aperture. I refer to it as ‘the brick.’ Reliable, but heavy.

As far as all the crap in my camera bag – if I didn’t have it with me, I’d desperately need it. I carry a bunch of non-camera related stuff in there too – a basic first aid kit, lengths of para chord in case I pop a shoelace, or if there’s a failure in the straps of the camera, or the bag itself.

There’s also a flashlight, a very loud whistle, gum, a series of tools for field repairs on the gear, a scanner radio set to railroading frequencies, and all sorts of discrete or handy items which I’ve gathered over the years that are useful to have with you, when wandering about with a camera. Everything is filtered according to its weight, of course.

When the bag is full of all this junk, and lenses, and the tripod is attached, it clocks in at about a thirty pound load. When you’ve walked literally tens of thousands of miles over the last twenty years, as I have, you just learn that there’s ‘stuff’ you want to have with you – just in case – and the ‘carry’ is justified.

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I got to see Allegheny Valley RR’s #6004, again.

This is the same locomotive that was pictured a few posts back, sitting inert in a rail yard, but this time around it was hauling what looked like a series of empty gondola cars – the sort you’d normally observe black minerals within, likely coke or coal – rolling through the rail trench at Allegheny Commons Park.

Hey Now!

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This is the sort of post which I often describe as being ‘serendipitous.’

After marveling at a rail yard, and a bit of overbuilt pedestrian infrastructure on Pittsburgh’s North Side, your humble narrator had pointed his toes at Chateau Street. While scuttling along, the intricacy of the masonry on that building pictured above (2034 Chateau Street) caught my attentions and I stood there for a few minutes admiring it. I took a photo.

A fellow had just parked his truck, sauntered up, and said ‘Hi.’

I’m terrible with names, so he was either a ‘jim’ or a ‘rob’ or a ‘dave,’ since his name immediately exited my brain after the handshake. I asked if he knew anything about the building, whereupon he said that it housed his family’s business – the one advertised on the signage.

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I mentioned my appreciation of the finery apparent in the masonry, and that the building looked ‘1920’s’ to me, opining that this sort of decorative and expensive brick work indicated that this building had some sort of grand past.

Rob/Dave/Jim laughed, and told me that the building was built in the 1920’s (good eye, he said), and that it was originally a Standard Oil Cannery operation. Further, he invited me to come inside and look around, but I declined that offer.

Rob/Dave/Jim said I should make sure to get a shot of a big, century old oil tank at the edge of their property, which is a part of the original Standard Oil setup.

This building’s tale set your humble narrator off on a spate of interesting reading, centered around this area. Specifics of the cannery operation were just out of historic reach for most of it.

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It seems that Standard operated the cannery out of this site through the end of the Second World War, whereupon the property was sold and converted over to be the HQ of an interstate trucking company in the 1950’s. Said trucking company specialized in unloading cargo from rail cars and then onto a truck bed, for localized delivery. ‘Intermodal’ is what that’s called.

I also learned that in 1963, Pittsburgh pretty much annihilated another living ‘mixed use’ neighborhood, which was found right here, in the name of urban renewal, progress, and erecting more high speed roads and ramps. The neighborhood was flattened, and its rubble used to land fill in the Ohio River, creating its modern coastline.

This ‘zone’ is largely flat, thereby, and this 1963 project is ‘why.’

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That’s the Standard oil tank, back there.

Of course, there’s oceans of nasty chemicals in the ground down below the surface, floating around on the aquifer. Researching this former Standard Oil property revealed yet another set of surprises about Pittsburgh’s past, which will – of course – lead to other scuttles around this fairly interesting area.

According to old maps I’ve seen, the original waterfront facing street around these parts was actually Chateau Street, where I was walking, which is why Standard was here as they had access to both docks and rail.

Me?

It’s a ‘walk,’ not a ‘stand around and ponder,’ so I leaned back into it.

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The plan for the rest of this effort was to head south, cross the Allegheny and then the Monongahela Rivers, have a quick beer at that brewery with the trains, and then catch a light rail ride back to HQ in Dormont.

From the point in space pictured above, the peregrinations prior to arriving at the light rail would require around four to five additional miles worth of walking.

Another abandoned and condemned house caught my attention.

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Whereas I’d be pretty jazzed to have a rail yard just on the other side of my back yard, I can understand how that would grind on you. Moe the Dog would definitely not enjoy this.

Hey Now! Norfolk Southern #9871 just kind of appeared, hauling a set of specialized track geometry and testing cars. Neat!

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This post is a bit of an aside, placed parenthetically within the contents of a longer walk, which will continue tomorrow.

At the intersection of Chateau Street and Beaver Avenue, on Pittsburgh’s North Side, there’s a ramped structure which allows pedestrians and bicycles vertical egress from one ground level up to the next one, and it seems to be attached to a series of highway ramps that overfly a train yard.

How complicated… tell me more…

I looked around a bit, but couldn’t find a name assigned to the structure, although it obviously has one – given how overbuilt and undoubtedly expensive this whatzit was to build. You don’t spend millions of the public’s money on something and then not give it a name.

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Steel, concrete, engineering, construction… all super expensive.

Pretty wide ramps are on offer, and these pathways offer sharp right angle turns at the corners where they spiral around the core structure. I’d guess that the thing climbs up about 50-80 feet in elevation. I ran a picture of the whole assembly yesterday, here it is again.

I don’t want you to imagine that I think I’ve found the lost ark of the covenant here, but this is a pretty odd thingamabob.

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If you had to, you could probably drive a non SUV sized police car through here. Width wise, it would be tight but possible. That’s about how wide these ramps were. Gently graded they are, I’d mention, so people with mobility issues and bike riders were definitely a consideration when designing the thing. These are the sort of ‘people mover’ ramps you normally see at stadiums.

Above this thingie are a series of highway trestles which overfly rail tracks, with the trestles connecting southbound drivers to the approaches of the West End Bridge, or to the interplay of ramp options that are offered nearby leading to the Fort Duquesne Bridge, and Crosstown Boulevard, interchanges.

Whew, how’s that for a geography lesson?

I just had to keep on going, until this whatzit got me up to wherever it might be leading to. This is exactly how I’m going to die, I often think.

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Basically… up top, there’s another street level series of ramps, and then an overhead series of highway ramps, which this massive pile of smaller pedestrian ramps leads up to. No Shake Shack up here. Now I know.

Also, man oh man, are there ever a lot of vehicle ramps flying through the sky here in Pittsburgh or what? Feck.

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An eye was kept on the Allegheny Valley Railroad train sitting in the yard below, all inert. This outfit does ‘switcher’ and ‘last mile’ duty for (mainly) Norfolk Southern, and I understand they have a few Pittsburgh area clients of their own which these AVRR ‘Carload Express’ engines service. I imagine the crew was taking a break, and eating lunch or something, as they were sitting static for better than half an hour.

That above, by the way, is pretty much the sum total of what I know about these cats at AVRR. If I got something wrong, or you’d like to expand the knowledge of your fellow Newtown Pentacle readers – I’d ask you to leave a comment below.

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As it turned out, that conspicuous building – pictured above – was a pretty cool find for me, but all that’s for tomorrow’s post.

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Shlep, shlep, shlep.

A mile or so’s worth of scuttling brought me here, after getting dropped off by a rideshare on Pittsburgh’s North Side, to this section of ‘Beaver Avenue’ – a wide road which services an industrial zone.

The section discussed today is defined by a straight line concrete wall dominating one side of the street, part of a larger structure that carries high speed vehicle traffic upon it towards the titular center of the city, and several bridges/highway interchanges. The environment here is ‘built.’

All caught up!

Your humble narrator was soon at the border of the ‘Chateau’ neighborhood, found on Pittsburgh’s ‘North Side.’ Just to the north of this position is a smallish rail yard – the ‘Island Avenue Yard’ – which has been described in the past. I’m thinking that these tracks are a part of that complex, but that’s an assumption.

Hey Now! That’s Allegheny Valley RR’s #6004.

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There’s a number of highway interchanges and ramps which fly through here, and a pile of incredibly overbuilt pedestrian infrastructure. More on that one in a subsequent post… but… lookit that thing! Wow.

One headed towards this feat of over engineering, to hopefully gain a POV over the RR tracks, and also to find out where this design problem might lead to. First time I’ve walked through here, Y’see, and I was completely ignoring the sage advice offered by 90’s band TLC.

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Luckily, these tracks and the yard surrounding them aren’t fenced off in this section and they were sort of busy, so before climbing up on ‘that thing,’ I just stood there in a sort of muddy driveway along the sidewalk, waving the camera around to capture these shots.

Hey Now! Norfolk Southern turned up next, hauling a long line of tankers.

I needed to pee, of course, so I did a little dance to kill the urge. My dance recital, enjoyed by the engineer, was to the tune of – and quite resembled – the one performed by Laura Brannigan in her classic ‘Gloria’ music video.

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#1144 lumbered past, filling the air with vibration as it did.

According to Google’s AI ‘Gemini,’ #1144 was built in 2014, and:

‘Norfolk Southern (NS) locomotive #1144 is an EMD SD70ACe diesel locomotive. Originally built with a 4,300-horsepower engine and featuring a wide-cab design, this heavy-haul freight unit operates on mainlines across the Norfolk Southern network.’

I’ve just been going crazy for trains lately, huh?

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Two in one shot, yay!

Shortly after 1144 circuited through, and after having ‘watered the verge,’ your humble narrator got all curious about that other thing. The overbuilt ramp thingamabob behind me.

What can be up there? On top of this whatzit? Ramps, ramps, ramps…

I had to know.

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Had to walk the entirety of this structure, and get to know it. Make a sketch. Caress its goodness. Give it a middle name. Start it a Christmas Club account at the bank…

One can imagine the governmental design process for this thing, and how it kept on getting added on to, meeting by meeting. Then – a catastrophic cut in the budget by some politician happened – and then the thing that’s pictured today became the best accommodation they could build with the resources at hand… Ahh… government…

Directly across the street is a building occupied by the people who build this sort of stuff for the County and State, and also happen to keep the mass transit systems running.

Back tomorrow, whereupon I climb this thingamabob to its titular top, and then ooze back down to the street level again – like I’m some kind of thing…

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To start – the Newtown Pentacle time warp is still in effect. These shots were gathered during the last week of May, whereas the words you’re reading were written in middle June, and if my scheduling is correct you’re reading this in the third week of July. Whew.

For this scuttle, which ended up being a pretty long walk, during which I decided that I categorically needed to upgrade a part of my camera kit, a rideshare was utilized to drop me at the intersection of Eckert Street and McClure Avenue on Pittsburgh’s north side.

This is in the Marshall-Shadeland section, underneath the rusted and literally falling apart California Avenue Bridge, which is right about where Don’s Diner is found. What? You don’t cite landmarks?

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This is an heavy industrial area, with an enormous sewer plant found just a few blocks away. Lots of heavy truck based businesses, warehouses, and quite a few people who work with machines that could go ‘bang’ in ferocious ways – electrical, steam, that sort of thing.

This is also one of the spots in Pittsburgh which I find quite photogenic, but about which the locals say ‘you’re crazy, don’t go there, they’ll kill you.’

If I had a dollar for everytime someone has told me that about Newtown Creek, most of North Brooklyn, all of Western Queens, The Bronx, or every majority African American neighborhood in Pittsburgh… well… I’d have a lot of dollars, I tell’s ya.

Who might kill me? Do they have names? Can we call them? Can I pay them some agreed upon toll for the privilege of passage, rather than just having them kill me on sight? Sheesh.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Beaver Avenue, that’s what this Pittsburgh street is called.

The rail trestle connects to the Ohio Connecting Rail Bridge, which I’ve mentioned before. The tracks belong to the Norfolk Southern outfit.

It was an absolutely perfect day for a long walk, weather wise. High 70’s and breezy. Overcast, but with occasional floods of sunlight.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Another view of the rail bridge, as I crossed beneath the trestle.

On this leg of the scuttle, I kept on missing shots of the locomotives at the front of these trains, but this ended up being a very, very productive day as far as the subject of photographing trains goes.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Your humble narrator is so far ahead of the schedule here that at this writing, I can’t remember which post it was that I mentioned turning a corner towards a waterway one day and observing some guy dancing around with a kitchen knife in each hand, behind a building.

I’m pretty sure he was playing the Grateful Dead on his boombox, if you want to picture what the dance vibe was like.

Protocol, since he didn’t notice me, was to just quietly back away and get back to a nice safe patch of pavement where he wasn’t.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

As mentioned above, I kept on missing the head of the RR snake during this section of the walk. No worries, I had a cool set of captures coming my way shortly, on this fairly long walk in the Paris of Appalachia.

Back tomorrow with more.

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Long story short, I somehow found myself standing on the shoreline of Lake Erie, in the recent past. Never laid eyes on this Great Lake before, so yay.

Turns out that Lake Erie is about a two hour drive north of HQ, basically in Pittsburgh. Didn’t have time to linger, so this was a ‘run and gun’ and all shots are from a singular perspective. Plan on me coming back this way again in the not too distant future, but with a whole lot of preparation – a shot list, Google maps of possible ‘POV’s’ – all that.

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That thingie seems to be an observation tower of some kind.

Big tourist zone, this section of Pennsylvania’s Erie shoreline is. It seems that ‘waterfront vacation’ in this section of the country (Northwestern New York, Western PA., eastern Ohio) takes the form of either visiting one of the Great Lakes, or driving all the way to the coast at Ocean City in Maryland.

Funny thing is, having grown up on Brooklyn’s southern shore, which faces out to Jamaica Bay and the Atlantic, when my parents wanted to do a ‘vacation getaway,’ they always talked about heading to the Catskills or some other mountainous area of the sort where the very people who like to come to Erie or Ocean City for vacation live.

Dichotomy, huh?

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Have to imagine that I landed in exactly the wrong spot for my particular interests, given that this was a quite modern real estate developmental area which was entirely tourism focused. Big hotels, docks, convention center type buildings. Lots and lots of what looked like time share apartments looking out on the lake too.

Research, have to do some of that before returning.

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Your humble narrator generally doesn’t like photo destinations which he can’t just walk up to. It annoys me to have to drive places, in the Mobile Oppression Platform – a Toyota, but.. as the saying goes – the mountain ain’t coming to Mohammed.

Recent endeavors have seen me driving eastwards for rail action; in Cassandra and Cresson. South towards Maryland’s Cumberland, west towards West Virginia’s Weirton and Ohio’s Steubenville.

The photos in today’s post are from the northern edge of what could be described as the ‘Pittsburgh Metro Area,’ a roughly 100 mile circle (or rounded rhombus) with Pittsburgh’s Golden Triangle and Acrisure Stadium at the economic and cultural center.

I’ve mentioned the ideation that Pittsburgh is at the center of an Appalachian Megalopolis, locally overshadowed by the Chicagoan, and especially the East Coast seaboard’s setup with NYC, and Washington DC, as the pole stars of a continuous urbanized area that runs from Boston all the way to the south.

North American megalopolis zones (or at least the ones centered in the USA) include the southern one around Houston, the entire west coast from Tijuana to Vancouver, the Atlantic coast from Boston to Atlanta with the NYC to DC zone forming its dense core, there’s also ‘Chicagoland,’ and there’s a few smaller entities like the Appalachian one, or the Mormon one out west. Up north, there’s Toronto, and then… you get the concept.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

That is one heck of an enigmatic church which caught my eye. It appears to be ‘Orthodox,’ although I couldn’t guess what version of orthodoxy they employ within. Next time, I’ll be prepared…

My time in Erie was short, as I still had to drive roughly two hours to get back home. This one wasn’t a photo trip, I had something else to do up here that was utterly banal, and really not worth discussing.

Erie is roughly 120 miles north of Pittsburgh, and the drive back is all on one road and its various extensions – I-79.

Most of that drive hurtles through quite rural areas, with limited stops on the highway. Speed limits are high, up in the 65-70 mph zone depending on where you are in the drive.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

The next morning, well, there I was… standing alongside a set of railroad tracks in Pittsburgh’s Bridegville, waiting to photograph a Wheeling & Lake Erie RR train which never arrived. C’est la vie.

Back tomorrow with something different – at this – your Newtown Pentacle.

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