Unique Strees: 2
Miles Walked: 1.53
Street Names (italicized have been walked on another day): California Avenue, Verner Avenue, Brighton Heights Boulevard, Moale Street, Davis Avenue, Mexico Street, Chidell Street, Antrim Street, Kalorama Way, Rankin Avenue, Massachusetts Avenue, Falck Avenue.
I still surprise myself when I can find new streets in areas I thought I completely covered. Did these streets spontaneously combust into existence since I was last here? Or maybe it’s that they finally added a street sign. Whatever the reason, it’s always astonishing.
I parked on California and headed towards Tom Friday’s Meat Market. They have some of the best meats in Pittsburgh if you’re in the market! (HA!) I made a left on Verner and took it all the way down under Brighton Heights Boulevard. I knew it was a dead end but went anyways. I was rewarded with a polite concrete manatee holding a mailbox.
The sea cow faced a holy statue of a woman holding a bouquet of roses. 15 years of Catholic education comes in handy when you find a figure of a Saint in the wild. I knew this one to be the Little Flower of Jesus, also known as St. Therese.
I walked up and out of the valley and then went back down towards Ohio River Boulevard. Moale Street is actually someone’s driveway so I was careful to merely step foot on it. I then continued down to the stairs that would take me back up towards California Avenue. The way this year has been I shouldn’t be surprised to find Nazi swastika graffiti but I still was.
Back on a higher elevation, I walked the streets that sit between California and 65. A Pittsburgh Penguin jersey-wearing Goose greeted me in front of a silver domed building.
The stone animals in Brighton Heights are quite gregarious.
Across the street, I found a view to the river valley below. Trees framed the McKees Rocks Bridge and hills beyond.
I made my way to California Avenue and admired an old church that may or may not be still in service. It was too hard to tell.
Near the church, I found another great view of Chateau.
Whether the view is of the expansive landscape or a reflection of Japanese Knotweed in a trashed TV, the even the shortest walks on the streets of Pittsburgh never fail to entertain.