Unique Streets: 41
Miles Walked: 6.8
Street Names (italicized have been walked on another day): S. Main Street, Alexander Street, Neptune Street, Wabash Street, Noblestown Road, Kerr Street, McDade Way, Knowlton Street, Sparta Street, West End Park Drive, Walbridge Street, Lovelace Street, Weaver Street, Chestnut Street*, Buttonwood Street, Sedan Way, Jericho Way, Herschel Street, Bengal Street, Weston Way, Lindsay Street, Jones Way, Hilton Street, Wymore Street, Elbon Street, Hassler Street, Magnus, Arnold Street, Cratty Street, Phoenix Street, Gelston Street, Lorenz Avenue, Steuben Street, Belton Way, Cedarbrook Drive, Kentmoor Drive, Tranter Street, Cleat Way, Coey Street, Obey Avenue, Logue Street, Lessing Street, Hidden Timber Drive, Dexter Street, Ringgold Street, Wilton Way, Small Street, Dickens Street, Crucible Street, Berdella Street, Oswin Street, Neidel Street, Janewood Way, Ernie Street, Chartiers Avenue.
Now that Johnny is back in school, I am cannonballing back in to racking up the miles and streets. Summer turned out to be more of a break from walking than I’d expected but I am happy to be able to really get back into it.
I wasn’t sure of where I was going to walk today but I knew that I needed a new pair of shoes. I’d bought Nike Air Huarache shoes back in April and had worn them out so much that when I stepped on a rock, it poked my foot. Ouch! I went to Dick’s and got the same exact pair.
I still didn’t know where I was going to walk until I had a quick phone conversation with my husband. He was driving somewhere in the city but wouldn’t tell me where. He quizzed me about whether I’d ever walked on Logue or Dexter. I didn’t think I had and then he exclaimed that there was a bald muscular mannequin on a porch near where he was driving. I knew I had to walk there. I googled the streets, and set off towards Elliott.
I parked on South Main Street in West End and headed up that street towards Noblestown Road. Then I saw the longest set of stairs I’ve ever seen in Pittsburgh. The Kerr Street stairs go from the intersection of South Main and Neidel all the way through the woods to McDavy.
A third of the way up, I took a break to see the view of West End and the North Side.
This kitty watched me trudge up the stairs.
I found my way into West End Park and saw many stone walls and stairways.
This old garage/shelter had a foreboding quality to it.
On the main park shelter, there was a beautiful mural depicting West End and the mural itself on the shelter.
After my visit to the park, I walked some of the streets around it. One short, dead end street gave me pause. The street sign said it was Chestnut Street but every map app that I had, called it East Chestnut Street. Back at home, I looked it up in even more sources and they all call it East Chestnut. There is another Chestnut Street in East Allegheny and it turns into the Sixteenth Street Bridge. I would think THAT would be more appropriately called East Chestnut Street, but what do I know? The city of Elliott was annexed to Pittsburgh in 1905 so you’d think they’ve had time to fix the sign. Another mystery.
On dead end Buttonwood Street, a spider perched in his or her web waiting to pluck dinner from the ether. I couldn’t see them but I’m sure they could see me.
Many yards bore signs of their owners’ proclivities. Cryptozoology seemed to be an interest for this family.
Elliott is not a place that I would immediately think would have great views of the city. That misconception changed after this walk. On Wymore Street I could see most of the northside through a thin lane missing trees.
A woman on the porch of the house opposite the view said “Isn’t that a great view?” I asked her if she had cleared the trees. She told me that the tornado of 1998 did that for them and the microburst a few weeks ago helped finish the job.
Further up on Weston, I could see even more.
If you’re interested, there’s a plot of land with a great view for sale on Herschel Street.
I walked around the massive complex known as Herschel Field and found an out-of-place sticker stuck to a shipping container.
The Point of View Statue depicting George Washington and Guyasuta sits a couple hills over in Duquesne Heights.
Soon, I found myself surrounded by Pittsburgh Department of Public Works facilities. A large salt dome sat off of Hassler Street and further down there were multiple recycling areas. Mmmmmm. Salt.
I never thought about it but boats are recyclable too.
Boats are holes in the water you throw money into.Me, in my head, repeatedly.
This line kept running wild in my head. After having walked so much this year, I know that repetitive thoughts, songs, or phrases bumping around in my brain mean that I need some electrolytes. Luckily, I had some sport beans in my pack and I could eat some to replenish lost nutrients.
You know what’s better than sports beans? Donuts! I tried to visit Better Maid Donuts on Stueben Street but was sad to see it had closed at 10:30AM.
Donutless, I went on and tried not to let it affect my mood. I made a game for myself regarding dead ends that I could turn back when I saw something Pink, Orange, or Purple. On Kentmoor I was happy to see a pink flamingo.
On Ringgold, I found a heart in the middle of the street.
On Dickens I saw some Chickens.
Chickens on Dickens, Dickens has chickens.Me, again.
I was getting hungry as I found myself in Crafton Heights. I kept walking. Finally, I found the mannequin head my husband had told me about.
Rickety stairs took me from Neidel to Steuben and soon, my car.
I had parked in front of Village Tavern and Trattoria because I love their food. I went in to order and the bartender told me it might be a while since a large party was sat before me. I told her that it was ok and that I wanted a philly cheesesteak hoagie. She looked at me like I had three heads.
“Really?! The man who was sitting here ordered that exact thing but it took so long that he left. It’s sitting in the kitchen ready, if you want it!”
Heck yeah! I got my food in 3 minutes.
It was worth the wait.