Unique Streets: 15
Miles Walked: 3.33
Street Names (italicized have been walked on another day): Haberman Avenue, Proxim Way, Delmont Avenue, Industry Street, Montooth Street, Nina Way, W. Warrington Avenue, Laverne Street, Taft Avenue, Boggston Avenue, Lafferty Avenue, Blanco Way, Oakfield Way, Chicora Way, Sylvania Avenue, Schuck Way, Frampton Avenue, Buffington Avenue, Amesbury Street, Cleo Way, Michigan Street, Bigger Street, Seabolt Way, Freeland Street, Gearing Avenue, Brice Way, Climax Street.
On a late December morning, Johnny and I started walking from a park n ride in Beltzhoover. Not 15 feet from the car, we saw evidence of illegal dumping that sadly, is a huge problem in Beltzhoover.
Feral TVs and orphaned tires are pack animals like wolves or crows. They congregate in fields, in thicket, between houses, behind garages. Where you see one, you will almost always see another.
We walked down Proxim Way which was less street than forest path. At the end, we see a fading Cathode Ray TV leaning on a cracked 2000s era flat screen.
We look on the other side of the street and see a wooden Zenith cabinet TV that might have been the first TV in this neighborhood.
Delmont, Industry, Nina no TVs. We take the Laverne Street stairs from E. Warrington and find ourselves in the woods again. Within an upended shopping cart next to the stairs we discover a tiny living treasure. A piebald bunny is hiding behind the seat where many toddlers once sat.
We make sure he’s not stuck and continue up. Another bonded pair of TVs.
We meander new streets and find a gated trail at the end of Buffington Street. I ask Johnny,
“Wanna go into the woods or walk all the way back up to the intersection we started at?”
“Well, I have to pee.”
“Woods it is”
We squeeze through the metal barrier and begin walking on an old street. On our left is a power exchange tower. On the right, Saw Mill Run Boulevard and the T Tracks. Johnny pees and I hope there aren’t any cameras watching. He wants to go back but I just know that we can get back into Beltzhoover if we can find a trail that runs through McKinley Park. The park begins just ahead. At first, the Japanese Knotweed obscures the thin deer path into the woods. Finally, I find it.
We start walking and Johnny starts complaining.
“Can’t we just go back the way we came? Ughhhhhhhh I don’t want to walk through the woods. It’s too steep!”
“Just a little further, you’ll be fine. See if there are any Pokemon.”
Eventually we made it up to the top of the park near the playground.
“Oooooooo! Can I play?”
“Weren’t you just SOOOOOOOO tired you couldn’t barely walk anymore?”
“I was saving my energy for a playground.”
5 Minutes on the swings and we set off again. Behind the garage of a dilapidated house we see THREE TVs. Two flat and one projection. On Michigan Street we see THREE more on the front lawn. These ones are in pieces.
Johnny has officially wasted all of his saved-up energy and we need to get back to the car. On Cleo Way we see three deer foraging in a vacant lot. They stand surrounded by three more flat screens.
On Brice Way we see a man made oasis in a backyard: a waterfall pours into a large elevated pond lined with stone. Birds hop around and drink from the clean water.
Around the corner, we spy an ancient car parked next to the sidewalk.
Despite all of the illegal dumping activity that happens in Beltzhoover, there are interesting things to behold around every bend.