Unique Streets: 34
Miles Walked: 3.81
Street Names (italicized names have been walked on another day): Burrows Street, Turner Place, Oak Hill Drive, Benson Place, Jamal Place, Bentley Drive, Kirkpatrick Street, Gazzam Street, Allequippa Street, Beelen Street, Mohawk Street, 5th Avenue, Moultrie Street, Watson Street, Seneca Street, Jumonville Street, Gist Street, Miltenberger Street, Marion Street, Vine Street, Our Way, Colwell Street, Miller Street, Dinwiddle Street, Henning Place, Wick Street, Diaz Way, Lombard Street, Wyandotte Street, De Ruad Street, Old Kirkpatrick Street, Orr Street, Brenham Street, Robinson Street, Decre Way, Dunbar Way
First day of Easter/Spring Break and Johnny came with me. Knowing my son, I should have eased him into a lengthy walk. His legs got a workout and so did my patience.
We started out in West Oakland and ended up venturing into four neighborhoods by the end of the walk. We parked on Burrows Street which actually skirts the border between West Oakland and Terrace Village. In 1923, the area looked much different than it does now.
Almost immediately we found some closed stairs.
I was disappointed because I’d been on those stairs a few years back and I wanted to show them to Johnny.
We found so many remnants of houses and civilization in the woods. Exploring the 1923 street map shows that there were many houses here.
We found a rare (for this area) set of stairs that weren’t closed and they connected Gazzam to Allequippa.
We found an old wall off of Beelen Street and explored the area.
We found our way to some more stairs that were supposedly passable and onto 5th Avenue.
We found ourselves in Uptown and this is when the complaining from my walking companion started.
Out of the woods, there was little shade and his cheeks started to turn red. You would have thought this shuttered store was a mirage in the desert.
We finally found a bodega and got some water, an ice cream sandwich, and a BIG Huggie.
Our relief was short-lived. We had just hit 2 miles and were still walking further from the car. Of course I didn’t tell him that. I kept on hoping that he would snap out of his miserable mood. Despite his persistent grumbling, I saw some interesting things.
We were walking by this pile of ancient tin cans…
…when I heard a blood curdling scream. I snapped my head in the direction of the scream to see Johnny midair and a small snake gliding off the path and into the woods. WhatSnakeIsThat.com tells me the snake was probably a juvenile Short-Headed Garter Snake like this one:
There was no coming back from this episode. We tried to quickly get back to the car but there was much protesting and even a call by Johnny to his father to see if he would pick him up. NO WAY, SON. We found a cool park off Orr Street that was called Central Park.
Johnny was not amused…
Back on 5th Avenue, we saw this cool old bath house.
I told Johnny about how people used to use these before they had running water. HE. DID. NOT. CARE.
We walked by the end of the stairs that were closed at the beginning of our walk.
And saw the remnants of a backed up sewer line:
The drama is strong with this one…
We finally got back to the car and he demanded that we go home. I had to promise him Jimmy Johns (his favorite restaurant) to get his mood back up to even.
I’d like to say we will put a moratorium on the walks for a while, but we are going on one tomorrow! YAY!