I stayed up too late the night before hanging out with my friend Amy. We watched The Departed for the millionth time and if you’ve seen it you know how long it is.
I woke up Saturday feeling…sluggish. My Mother-in-Law said she would take the kids swimming so I could walk and I can’t say no to a walk.
I headed towards the East End because I had ordered some of the You Are Here Neighborhood beers from East End Brewing over a month ago and I needed to pick them up.
When I got there, the woman behind the counter said I was the “Infamous Meghan” since my purchase had been sitting in their cooler so long. Whooooops!
After I got my beer, I decided I might as well walk a little bit. Not too much. I was too tired and it was very hot. 🥵
My first item to check off my list was the dead end of Armstrong Way. I had somehow missed it earlier this year and it had been bothering me ever since. I got it done in the first mile of my journey and I had to decide where I was going. Back to the car? Pssssshhhhh. I might as well lay down on the street and let the crows eat my eyes because I’m done on this planet. Instead of an early demise, I headed over the Lincoln Street Bridge into Lincoln-Leminigton-Belmar.
On my way I passed the old Elks Building which apparently was a fire engine house before that. It is now condemned and deteriorating by the minute.
On the bridge I paused to admire the railroad arches that sit above the U-Haul Storage facility. I took this pic…
In the Facebook comments, someone mentioned that it used to be the location of the Silver Lake Drive-In Movie Theater. I did some research and found an article on WESA.fm. Apparently it used to be a Lake that was used as a carp farm and also a popular recreation spot. After the Great Depression, the lake was filled in and it became a Drive in. You would never guess that now looking at the rows and rows of orange garage doors and RV parking spots.
Once I was in LLB (Lincoln-Lemington-Belmar) I decided to visit one of my favorite street sign conundrums in the whole city. I wrote about it back when I walked here in September 2019. There is one block of an alley that has at least three different names. On one side it is called Aufmania and on the other, it is Allemania. On Google Maps it is called Allemannia. I don’t know why this happened in the first place and furthermore, why it has remained this way all of this time. It’s a true mystery!
When I got onto Apple Street I was surprised at the view. I hadn’t remembered it and that was strange because it is quite unique!
I made my way down each dead end I had to make up and I found a beautiful stone wall at the end of Navarro. When I was here in 2019 I had made a left off of Roane, completely missing this beautiful architecture.
It made me think about things I’ve barely missed. How many times have I gone left instead of right and missed being hit by a falling branch or speeding car? Furthermore, how many times have I walked by a house unaware that someone I know was sitting inside? How many times have I walked by the house of a mad man/woman who is harboring their kidnap victims?
Whoa. I need to drink something. I can tell my electrolytes are getting low when intrusive and terrifying thoughts jab at my brain like a 4-year-old poking a melting wedding cake.
After some questionable hydration (I only had lukewarm water with me) I found myself in an isolated area of LLB off of Dunmore Street. I’d been here before but had neglected walking all the way to the end of each street. This time I made sure I covered my bases even if those bases were behind Private Property signs. I don’t know why people put up signs like this on public streets (I checked the county assessment page.)
Down one of those dead ends was this cool futuristic house:
I was now at 6.5 miles in and still had quite a few dead ends to finish. Remember that short walk I was going to take? Ha! I marched on until I had to tiptoe through this poison ivy at the end of Flath Way.
Finally, I headed back down towards Washington Boulevard and had to pause when I saw this:
At the bottom of the hill I steeled myself for a steady climb up Washington Boulevard. It’s not very steep but it is very long. I almost stopped at Couch Brewery for a beer in the AC but I knew that if I sat down on a comfy chair, I would surely fall asleep.
I kept going until I got to Silver Lake Drive, the location of that former Drive-In.
The only source of recreation being done there now is donuts in the cul-de-sac.
Speaking of donuts, I could sure go for one or maybe 9.75. One for each mile I ended up walking.