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Continuing with a fairly epic scuttle, one which began in McKees Rocks, and after a quick bus ride, continues with Pittsburgh’s South Side Flats neighborhood along the Monongahela River shoreline.

I was standing on the pedestrian walkway incorporated into the Duquesne Incline, which provided for an elevated POV over the scene.

Hey Now! I don’t see CSX doing this sort of thing very often around these parts, they must have been pretty busy on this particular day. Normally, one set of tracks heads east and the other goes west, but on this day – both tracks were focusing locomotive traffic to the east.

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CSX #804 was being held in place while the other train rolled through.

Me? I was just ‘waiting for stuff to happen’ while enjoying a rare elevated point of view over the scene.

There’s a very familiar ‘rail trail’ down there which I scuttle along all the time. I’m always told that the South Side is ‘boring,’ but there’s frequent rail traffic on display here all the time!

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That first train which passed through, coincidentally, was CSX #833.

Hey Now!

Cannot resist the compositions available along this stretch.

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It was hunting around a half mile away, nearby the confluence of the three rivers, but I’ve got a zoom lens. That’s a bald eagle, heading towards the left of the shot. The ‘whatzit’ in the lower left is part of Acrisure Stadium, where the Pittsburgh Steelers live.

Serendipity, that’s what that is.

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Down on the ground level, and standing on the trail, I got into position just as CSX #804 began to move. Hey Now?

A reminder is offered that the Newtown Pentacle time warp has intensified. If my scheduling is correct, you’re receiving this in the third week of August, whereas the photos were captured at the start of July and these words typed out during the second week of July.

Hope that we all had an ok summer.

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CSX would be a featured player in my late afternoon. That will all be disbursed next week, however.

As a note, the one above isn’t ‘perfect’ but it’s a shot I’m working on getting right. I’m always trying to catch glimpses of the people working inside these giant machines.

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As described yesterday, one had a bit of time to wait until a CSX Freight train cleared through, an interval spent organizing his immediacies.

Camera straps, backpack stuff, straightening out my shirt so the buttons descend in a neat fashion rather than being pulled over to one side by the camera strap – all that sort of stuff. I exist in a web of straps.

Once the train passed through, I was free as a bird again. Hooray.

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America’s deadliest wild animals, however, had wandered onto the vehicular road bridge over Chartiers Creek. Traffic had halted as these two rather confused fawns were trying to figure out how to escape the pickle they found themselves in.

I helped by waving my left hand in the direction they should go and yelling something like ‘Bip, bip, bip’ at them. It doesn’t work with Moe the Dog, but I figured I’d give it a shot here.

One can report from a scientific ‘trial and error’ experiment, on two distinct species of animal, that yelling ‘Bip, bip, bip’ and gesturing does not translate well into either the doggish or deermerican languages.

As an aside, I am increasingly convinced that whomever it was that took care of Moe when he was a puppy, way before we adopted him, spoke Spanish around him. He always responds energetically when I tell him ‘tu estas un loco perro’ or say ‘Oye, tu estas un Moe.’

Maybe that’s the answer… my lunatic dog might be bilingual.

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I always think to myself that deer look like giant mice. I’m an idiot.

Luckily, these spirits of the forest decided to skedaddle, and ran down the shoreline to Chartiers Creek, which is kind of where they belong.

Deer don’t attack humans, necessarily, and they certainly aren’t predating us. Instead, the 400 Americans who die (on average) every year due to interacting with these deer, the country’s most dangerous wild animals, do so due to car crashes.

Not bears, mountain lions, or even ticks. Deer. Deer kill more Americans than any other critter.

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One last shot looking back at McKees Rocks.

Now, I was in the grip of a familiar problem. The section of Carson Street between McKees Rocks and my next destination is a de facto highway, and ‘no bueno’ as far as walking it. There are sidewalks for most of the way, but with heavy traffic moving along it, often at double the speed limit. Last time I was here, I summoned a cab.

This time…

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I finally rode a bus in Pittsburgh, lords and ladies.

Nothing extraordinary about it, it was just a ten minute bus ride, but it ‘got me out of dutch’ and deposited the physical firmament at a spot where I wasn’t quite as likely to get squished by a pickup truck.

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The particular bus stop I debarked the vehicle at was the one found alongside the Duquesne Incline, whereupon a pedestrian ramp over Carson Street was utilized for this chicken to get to the other side of the road. My day was just getting started, after all…

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Continuing with an interesting scuttle perpetrated in McKees Rocks, a Borough of Allegheny County found directly across the Ohio River from Pittsburgh’s ‘North Side.’

The blue bridge carries vehicular traffic to and from McKees Rocks’ romantically named ‘Intermodal Way’ to Carson Street, which is the main drag of the Monongahela River shoreline that allows traffic to flow to the east through the ‘South Side,’ where Carson Street eventually devolves into a de facto highway.

Additionally, the Newtown Pentacle time warp is still very much in effect, with these photos having been captured in middle June, and these words being written early in July.

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Off in the distance, St. Mary’s RC church, which had served as my landmark from the Wind Gap Bridge and then in the industrial zone found along Thompson Avenue and Furnace Street Extension.

One maneuvered himself to a certain spot, where I could wait for it.

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Chartiers Creek itself, looking back at the vehicle bridge that I had been standing on in yesterday’s post. After shooting this one I headed over to that certain spot, and checked my camera settings.

It’s a lot like fishing.

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Luckily, I caught a bite!

Hey Now!

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That’s CSX #5419, and it was pulling a long line of tanker cars behind it. There was a secondary ‘DPU’ locomotive in the line, which adds extra horsepower to the equation. The train was traveling easterly.

Yeah, I was in a safe spot and all that. Zoom lens.

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As you see, I had a few minutes to wait before I could resume my activities. The opportunity was taken to drink a glug of water from that bottle I’ve added to the pack, adjust the various straps attached to the bag and camera, and straighten out my clothing. Got to stay organized.

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McKees Rocks’ Thompson Avenue ends suddenly, and there’s an intersection leading back out towards the Monongahela River side of the municipality that I followed instead. Heck yeah, I’ll be coming back here, but next time around I’m going to drive so I don’t have to shlep 30 pounds of camera gear on my back.

I really, really would like to get a shot of train coming around that bend.

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I’d also like to get a shot of train moving past St. Mary’s RC church nearby that bend. The church had been acting as my landmark, while moving around an unfamiliar corridor. My predetermined path, which had been decided on using the Google Maps app in advance, was sketched out in a turn by turn manner in a document on my phone’s ‘Notes’ app. The directions demanded a right turn here, onto ‘Furnace Street Extension.’

After all these years of wandering analysis, I’ve developed a certain perception about urban spaces which allows me to ‘ball park’ their age. How the streets are designed, the sorts of sidewalks (or presence of sidewalks at all) which are offered, HVAC systems or lack thereof. A big ‘tell’ is also whether or not an employee parking lot was part of the plan, when the place was built.

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Furnace Street Extension in McKees Rocks, where the building stock I encountered suggests – to me at least – the 1970’s and 80’s with a smidge of ultra modern 2010’s investment thrown in. Saying that, the pathway itself is ancient by Pittsburgh standards. There used to be a number of Iron Mills found here historically in the 19th and early 20th centuries, hence the name ‘Furnace Street.’ They called iron mills ‘furnaces,’ back in the day.

Most of the land use in modernity is light industrial and warehousing. There’s a huge self-storage facility nearby, and a nightlife venue at the far end of the street called the ‘Roxian Theatre.’

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I tell you, New Yorkers, Pittsburgh is like heaven when and if the subject of public lavatories comes up. You can just ask people in shops to use the ‘terlet’ here, and they’ll let you. They look at you like you’ve got two heads for being grateful about it, too. You encounter Porta-Potties at every public event, and park, and sometimes there’ll just be a line of them sitting there and ready for use on the street. Nepenthe.

Amazing that it doesn’t cost Pittsburgh millions to build a single park bathroom, which is only open for a couple of non contiguous hours every third Tuesday in months that begin with a ‘J’.

Looking directly at you, NYC Parks.

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One found himself back ‘out’ onto the more conventionally travelled sections of McKees Rocks, and soon I was standing on a fairly stout vehicle bridge overflying Chartiers Creek. A bunch of people were doing some sort of construction job that was centered around a utility pole.

A quick street crossing of a disconcerting intersection occurred, and I got to the other side of the bridge.

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That’s Chartiers Creek again, with a vehicular (blue) and rail (rusty brown) set of bridges spanning it in the distance. Just on the other side of the rail bridge is Chartiers Creek’s outfall into the Ohio River.

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This post details a part of an interesting walk recently undertaken in the McKees Rocks area, a Borough of Allegheny County which is part of the larger Pittsburgh Metro area.

I’ve been to McKees Rocks a few times in the past, but usually on the literal other side of town, and this was the first time I’d wandered through this section on foot. These shots were captured along Thompson Avenue.

As is the standard with the Pittsburgh area, just because a lot is purposed towards something in modernity, the modern use of the property has little or no relevance as to the purpose which the industrial buildings on the lot were originally designed to accomplish. The particular company whose tenancy I was walking past would appear to be in the iron pipe business, but are actually in the drilling business.

It’s funny… I really can spot ‘em.

That structure pictured above is what’s left of the 1905 Taylor-Wilson daylight factory, which is an architecturally significant and historic industrial structure. Son of a gun…

quoting from sah-archpedia.org –

‘Cummings designed Taylor-Wilson to be cheap and fireproof, and also to show artistic flair. Six bays wide, sixteen bays long, and three stories high, it encloses an enormous space (160 × 120 feet) with a gently arched roof, one-story projecting aisles, and a facade dominated by a round-arched window twenty feet in height, though now boarded over. Wooden window frames were painted red to provide contrast with the intervening bands of gray concrete. Used originally for the production of custom-built machinery for heavy industry, the factory currently serves only as a storage facility.’

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Neat! Daylight factories were part of an effort by the ‘Captains of Industry’ in the late 19th and early 20th centuries to stave off a nascent labor and class war revolution which had been brewing in the United States since the Homestead Strike.

Back when America was ‘great,’ the strike busting and general hostility shown towards labor by the bosses had radicalized the proletariat instead of taming it. The bosses started realizing that improving conditions at the mills and factories just might ameliorate some of that class rage, and the assassination attempts they were experiencing, and also possibly tamp down the chances of a Bolshevik style revolution breaking out.

Historically speaking, prior to the New Deal, ‘which side are you on’ could be a life or death question. I know this all sounds ridiculous at the stage in history that we’re in, but anarchists and socialists were a major concern for the monied classes at the start of the 20th century. Roosevelt was famously accused of being a traitor to his ‘class.’ Don’t worry, the 2030’s are going to be a blast, so we’ll get to live through it all again during the ‘Great Again Depression.’.

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Well… can confirm that these are active tracks. At least sometimes.

According to Google’s Gemini AI:

The tracks operate as an active, localized industrial “switching” and short-line corridor rather than a high-speed passenger or cross-country main line. 

• McKees Rocks Industrial Enterprises (MRIE): They use the line as a primary transloading vein. Heavy materials—such as raw steel, coal, industrial aggregates, and bulk commodities—are moved off river barges on the Ohio River, loaded onto rail cars via these tracks, and staged for transport.
• Pittsburgh & Ohio Central Railroad (POHC): This is a larger regional short-line railroad owned by industry giant ⁠Genesee & Wyoming. The POHC maintains its regional operational headquarters right in McKees Rocks and utilizes interchanges with the PAM trackage to ferry chemicals, plastics, and minerals to and from Neville Island and Washington County.
• Class I Interchanges (CSX & Norfolk Southern): The Thompson Avenue trackage serves as a critical local collection point. Once the short-line switchers aggregate the industrial cars from local businesses, they funnel them out to the major national networks. They interchange with CSX Transportation (which operates a sprawling facility adjacent to Stowe Township) and Norfolk Southern at nearby Duff Junction.

Because the line curves through dense industrial corridors right past factory gates—including the PennDrill facility at 500 Thompson Avenue—trains operate at restricted, low yard speeds (typically around 8 mph) to spot cars for local manufacturing tenants. 

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Couldn’t confirm as I don’t trespass, but supposedly Chartiers Creek flows on the other side of these industrial lots. The waterway is on the map, but I don’t believe anything these days unless I’ve seen it with my own eyes.

I’m planning on returning to this stretch with the car at some point, so that I can sit and linger, while waiting for a train to come through. There were LOTS of great compositions encountered along the way which were just missing a train moving through them, I’d mention.

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St. Mary’s RC church was my navigational icon throughout this part of my day. My wayfinding confidence has been shaken by the two recent ‘wrong way’ decisions, described in prior posts, and now I’m a regular ‘Nervous Nellie’ about committing another gaffe. Shame!

One was in ‘full pack’ mode. I had everything with me – lenses, tripods, you name it. Forgot the railfan scanner radio, of course, but it migrated off the bag when I was slotting an umbrella into the equation.

Throughout the scuttle, I was playing around with a new addition – one of the magnetic camera filters which I had mentioned acquiring, a few posts back. This one was a ‘circular polarizer.’

– photo by Mitch Waxman

The polarizer gives me some control over reflections, and to a certain extent – color saturation. Particularly so in the sky, where haze and atmospheric humidity can be somewhat compensated for.

The great thing about these magnetic filters is that you just pop them on and off the lens as needed. The older filters I’ve got required you to screw them onto the lens, which is a fiddly, time consuming, and annoying task.

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As described yesterday, your humble narrator was involved with another exploratory scuttle in the Borough of McKees Rocks, a part of the Pittsburgh metro area here in Pennsylvania’s Allegheny County. A walk over the Wind Gap Avenue Bridge had been perpetrated, and now my footsteps were pointing in the direction of an industrial zone.

I wasn’t using my headphones on this one, as I wanted to be 100% aware of my surroundings. Lots of industrial driveways, nearby residential… if you’ve ever been certified by OSHA instructors, you know the mantra: How can I get hurt? How can I avoid getting hurt?

Simply speaking: never, ever, cross an industrial driveway without full stopping, and looking. If there’s somebody sitting inside a vehicle in that driveway, do not cross in front of it until the driver definitively acknowledges your presence. Indicate what you’re going to do next, as in point at where you’re planning on walking through.

Overkill? Yes. Not killed? Better.

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That’s the church, St. Mary’s apparently, which would be my landmark for most of this part of the day. I like having a prominent building to use for such purpose. Given my recent idiotic proclivity towards walking in the completely wrong direction, I obviously need assistance.

The residential area is built on an elevation. The industrial area i was scuttling through is lower in altitude, and obviously built on the flat flood plains surrounding Chartiers Creek. There are also lots of rail tracks running through this ‘zone.’

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The path I had figured out before leaving HQ led to an underpass beneath that rail trestle pictured above. As far as I could surmise from the Google Maps app, consulted in advance, that was the iron gateway to the industrial zone, from the Wind Gap Avenue side. The truss roadway in the background is the Wind Gap Bridge, featured in yesterday’s post.

I don’t like driving on pavers, at all, but they’re not too shabby for pedestrian usage. You just have to watch out for paver bricks which have been ‘frost heaved’ out of position and create trip hazards. That’s how you’d get hurt here, with the prophylaxis against a fall down injury being ‘watch your step.’

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I’m almost certain that these are Norfolk Southern tracks. That picture above would look pretty cool with a train in the middle of it, huh?

Unfortunately, these tracks were dead as a door nail on this particular morning. Something else I had to do evaporated on the day I visited this section of McKees Rocks, so the opportunity to get out a bit earlier than usual was taken.

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The intersection under the rail trestle is the kind which has signs instructing drivers to honk their horns before turning, as the intersection is ‘blind.’ If you’re curious – here’s a Google Maps link depicting where this spot can be found.

This actually ended up being a pretty cool day.

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There’s ‘routes of convenience’ for walks, which I’ve discovered here in the Pittsburgh metro area. The many rail and river trails, for instance, are cheap and convenient places for to engage with, and mass transit provides an alpha and omega to the effort. Another example of ‘frequented areas’ include my ‘North Shore’ scuttles, which are again in the reach of mass transit, specifically the T light rail.

McKees Rocks isn’t one of those easy places. It takes a bit of effort to get here, and back again.

I had a definite end goal for this McKees Rocks scuttle on this particular day, and a plan to get back to a light rail station cheaply. Saying that, there were several interesting things ahead of me.

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Back in McKees Rocks, a Borough of Allegheny County found directly across the Ohio River from Pittsburgh, today.

Last time that I scuttled about in this general area was a few months back, and it involved a walk over the gargantuan McKees Rocks bridge on the other side of the town. This time, I was in a different ‘corridor,’ and started my efforts nearby the Wind Gap Avenue Bridge.

Over the next few posts, you’ll follow the walk through a nearby industrial zone, see a waterway called Chartier’s Creek, there will be trains – and also – America’s most deadly wild animal.

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As a note – the Newtown Pentacle time warp is getting deeper and deeper. These shots are from June 15, and I’m writing this post on the morning of the 4th of July. If my scheduling is correct, you’re seeing this in mid-August. How’s the future? I wonder…

Anywho, it seems that what was likely the oldest building in the Pittsburgh area, a hotel which Washington actually did stay at, was demolished to make way for the modern (1985) version of the ‘Wind Gap Avenue Bridge – CC02.’

As is my habit, a shot of the plaque affixed to the structure can be accessed here.

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Also, entirely by accident, I started this walk at the exact location of the former ‘Mann’s Hotel,’ which is the one that hosted George Washington.

As it turns out, the intersection I was standing at used to be colloquially known as ‘The Five Points.’ Serendipity, lords and ladies, serendipity.

There’s a great YouTube channel called ‘Time Travel with Tim’ which showcases a lot of historical photos, and ‘tells the tale’ of the Wind Gap Avenue Bridge. I’ve learned a lot from this Tim fellow, I’d mention.

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Down under the Wind Gap Avenue Bridge, there’s Chartiers Creek.

This waterway has been popping up here a lot lately. Specifically, there have been a few recent posts about its course in nearby Bridgeville, discussing the consequences of abandoned coal mines regarding flowing water.

Chartiers Creek is a tributary of the Ohio River, flows from Washington County to the south in a north westerly direction towards McKees Rocks, and it carries a whole lot of solute that it picks up along the way. Yucky water, which gets a pretty decent amount of combined sewer input, but it’s still a living waterway. I see people fishing in it all the time.

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Given my recent proclivities towards walking in the wrong direction, multiple consultations with the little compass hanging off my camera bag were made. That church pictured above became my polestar for this part of the day, and it would aid my navigation.

I’m of the belief that this building is ‘St. Mary’s Church’ Archangel Gabriel Parish. It appears to be Roman Catholic in terms of religious focus, but when I don’t know something for sure… best not to presume. What it was for me was a landmark which I could walk towards and then away from.

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Down below, there’s a smallish industrial area on the flood plains surrounding Chartiers Creek. Corrugated steel walls for the structures, a set of rail tracks, unpaved roads. I hung around for a few minutes in case a train might be coming through, but it was dead quiet.

Onwards and upwards, or really across and down… your humble narrator leaned into the day’s scuttle. Come with?

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.’

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‘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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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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Is there no one on this planet who can even challenge me?

General Zod said that in the second of the Christopher Reeves Superman movies, and I find myself repeating it periodically.

Every now and again, one of these native born Appalachian people decides they’re trying to get one over on me, thinking that I’m dumb or facile enough to allow it. It’s usually a clerk of some kind.

I have one sentence to offer in response – I’m from Brooklyn, yo, don’t piss on my feet and tell me it’s raining.

A minor business dispute at the customer services desk of my local car mechanic spun wildly out of proportion recently, for instance. Somebody in their employ randomly tried to inflict their will upon me, which caused me to have to ‘react.’

You never, ever, want to see me to start ‘reacting’ to something. There’s a small army of environmental regulators and politicians back in NYC and especially so at Newtown Creek who can tell you that.

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Long story short, a minor ‘recall/repair’ was applied to the car a couple of years back. Known issue, manufacturing defect, easy peasy fix if you’ve got the replacement part. Said replacement part began to degrade over time during the last 24 months, and I mentioned my problem with it to the mechanics desk when I came in for an oil change. The person I was talking to got hostile about it, and quick.

This kicked off almost a month of back and forth’s, and a great deal of wasted time for me. These shots were gathered during my most recent encounter in this skirmish, when the car was at the mechanic for appointment number three.

After gathering these shots, since I hadn’t heard from the mechanic since dropping the car off, I decided to call them and ask for a status.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

First, I was accused of trying to defraud Toyota since the clerk didn’t bother looking up my car’s warrantee in her system. Started purposely mangling my name during the conversation – called me ‘Which Maxwell,’ ‘Max Wishman,’ and a few others.

Then she decided to randomly try to charge me $300 just to have a mechanic examine the issue that I had described. Under my breath, I murmured ‘eff off, and she hung up on me.

What this person’s mistake ultimately came down to was in not understanding what it was she was dealing with. I got back to the dealership, collected my keys, and then proceeded over to the side of the facility where they do the office work. I do not back off when I’m in the right. Period. Don’t start a fight, but finish it, that’s me.

Two hours later, and I’m waiting to see the GM of the dealership. Couldn’t see me in person, but we spoke on the phone later on in the day and worked things out.

He chided me for using ‘blue language’ with a woman, to which I responded that ‘I don’t modulate my behavior towards Toyota employees based on their gender or sexual identity,’ and that as a guy from NYC – cussing is a cultural thing for me. He said that ‘here in Pittsburgh, gentlemen speak properly to women.’ I apologized for my cuss, and didn’t go after his sexism, all of which seemed appropriate to do. Sometimes you need to give them a little ground in an argument, before pressing your point.

Pfah.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

This whole encounter just pissed me off, mainly because of all my time that was wasted with no mechanical result on the problem I was having with the car.

Suffice to say that I allowed exactly 48 hours from the phone conversation with the dealership’s GM to pass, then left him a message asking if he’d been able to find a resolution to my problem.

Son of a gun if the person who had randomly caused all this derision, and wasted the time of both customer and dealership with three separate maintenance appointments, didn’t cheerfully call me up to schedule an appointment for the dealership to ‘make good’ on the issue. I was also told, happily, that she had found my warrantee in the system, and called me ‘Mister Waxman.’

All General Zod ever wanted was respect, and what was best for his people.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

This person at the dealership’s receiving desk was acting towards me like a bully. When I was a little kid, I had to ‘take it’ from this type of person. As an adult, however, this sort of behavior is unsafe at any speed to perpetrate, around me at least. Can’t abide it.

One of my beliefs is that if you are ‘strong,’ psychologically speaking, and you encounter a bully you must knock them back. If they’re trying to do this stuff to you, it’s a guarantee that they’re doing to others who aren’t as capable of standing up to it as you are. You owe it to society.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

They really don’t see it coming, with me deep in the conflagrations of middle age. The gray hair disguises it, I guess. I must look like a pushover.

Heh.

Back tomorrow.

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