On the way to school, I drove up McArdle Roadway to Mount Washington.
This is shot from the Duquesne Incline Platform. A blanket of October 1st fog.
Almost a Wordless Wednesday.
A favorite place to capture the look of yesteryear but it is tonight. Right now. 2014 from West Mifflin across the Monongahela River.
After being with the family up on VistaView I drove down Outlook Drive. The leaves aren’t full yet and I found a good clearing between two homes.
Propped the camera up onto the passenger window ledge and tried to get a steady shot with a long shutter.
That mill is working all day and night every day and I just drive by for a glimpse a couple of times every year.
I have posted the mill at night a few times but I never get tired of seeing it. Here is it in the snow
And another April shot from a few years ago
Threes. Many things come in threes. It’s a strong number- a favorite number of many.
Still on the theme of three with a triptych story with the suggested 3 pictures will be coming in the near future……………
Thanks Mark for this thought on the Three Rivers even though the stadium by that name was demolished in 2001
(see implosion below)
Allegheny River on the left
Monongahela River on the right
Forming the Ohio River at the triangular point!
I like it when a color photo looks black and white. Well, gray and white.
After school I drove up to Mount Washington to see the ice on the rivers. The Monongahela, the Allegheny and the Ohio.
The Rivers Casino’s sign adds some color
The barge turned to dock
Saturday afternoon, after the poetry reading at the Pump House, I walked outside.
I saw the tug pushing the loaded barges up the Mon towards the Rankin Bridge.
Because the leaves are still on the trees, I had to find an open space to catch the scene before it got away. Carrie Furnace is in the background. Shot with the iPhone5.
Unusual POV? selected from recent shoots
Henrietta Pussycat as seen from Mr. Rogers Neighborhood Trolley- Idlewild Park
Not so unusual but this is the McArdle Roadway Bridge where I shot the other two photos
Grandson Michael steers the Ducky boat on the Monongahela River towards the Fort Pitt Bridge
and a Pirates game on TV, as seen through a bar room window on Carson Street
Clairton PA is the largest coke manufacturing facility in the United States. Tons of it!
And although the opening in the The Deer Hunter (Best Picture 1978) shows a sign Welcome to Clairton: The City of Prayer (the film’s story set in the industrial town of Clairton) it sounds like the filming was in various locations other than the city itself.
I really didn’t know much about coke manufacturing from coal for steel production but you can read about it here and I haven’t seen The Deer Hunter in years I can still remember the vivid scenes.
The headline reads U. S. Steel Completed Clairton Coke Battery Project in a Pittsburgh Business Times article by Malia Spencer. Trying to make production emissions greener…..
My daughter-in-law was driving so I was shooting from the passenger seat of the family van. A famous photographer ( I forget who but someone might know and comment) when asked to give advice to novice photographers replied, ” You have to get out of your car.” Oops.
I wish I had but we were headed to dinner at Aunt Linda’s and Uncle Frank’s.
Through the windshield
the train yard as we headed down the Mon Valley along the Monongahela River
Saturday afternoon Steve asked me if I wanted to take that Ducky Tour we had seen last week when we were downtown at the Arts Festival.
After a moment’s hesitation I threw on some clothes and we went. What a good idea.
Had to wait and hour and a half for the next available tour as the weather was great and everyone was out. We sipped a Yuengling at the Hard Rock Cafe and then made our way to the line that was forming at flag #3 for our boat.
We had a lot of fun. It was so enjoyable. Especially the rivers part. Steve said he would definitely go again.
Everyone looks at you as you drive past and then you all quack like a duck so if you aren’t in a cheery disposition or that seems too too corny, don’t go. It was really funny and fun and I documented the experience with the camera.
The feeling of driving into the river and leaving land was really a cool sensation. And now I know where to take the grandchildren when they come to visit the city. They would love taking a Just Ducky Tour.
Did you see the movie Saving Private Ryan? the driver asked.
All six boats drive off at about the same time, like a convoy
Self portrait in the rearview mirror
Tour guide Cait finds some humor to entertain the tourists. Us!
Salvaged from a building? Who are these figures and what are they doing?
Historic Landmark Smithfield Bridge
First you drive around downtown and see everything you know from a different vantage point.
PPG Plaza and fountain.
Looks like a character from a novel.
Headed to find her car in the parking lot.
The Blimp and PPG building
Driving down the Mon Wharf, right into the Monongahela River!
Underneath the Fort Pitt Bridge
The fountain is working again.
What a Just Ducky Tour Boat looks like on the river.
There are the companion Ducky Tourists.
We were on the Monongahela, The Allegheny and the Ohio Rivers. RIght at the point.
What it looks like when the amphibious vehicle drives out of the Monongahela River.
Right next to us on the road. Watch that Baby!!!
Returned safely to Station Square.
They told us NO one has had to use a life jacket in the 16 years of Just Ducky Tours. I took some photos of people driving the boat and am emailing them their pic.
Quack Quack Quack!
They call it challenge for a reason. Escape. Or trying to.
Escape defined : Break free from confinement or control (School is out June 17th)
Need to get away. Get out. Break free.
Attempted escape. Some of mine seem like “trapped” or “escape is necessary” . It makes me consider posting a photograph of our jail that they built along the Monongahela River, spoiling the scenic view. Escape from reality. A fire escape?
Me in the mail chute at the City County Building today when we took down the art show.
Fencing so the Cheetahs Can’t Escape!
Kayaks on the Allegheny River Photographed from the Roberto Clemente Bridge
Fence and Branch at the Softball Game
Did you ever feel like you can’t escape when you are in the middle of the car wash?
Take the keys and lock her up! Little sister tries to escape
A hopeful escape from reality and the rat race. I guess I need to buy a ticket. Oh well.
The Book Loft- Columbus Ohio. Reading is a terrific escape!
at Kennywood Amusement Park
Ready for the get away
A Couple of Fire Escapes ( I was shooting the Bitter End, I think)
Central Park Pastorale
See others bloggers escapes-
Sunday afternoon I drove across the Monongahela River to the Waterfront at Homestead, PA and did a little grocery shopping.
When I wheeled my cart to load the car, I saw this little list on the pavement of the parking lot.
I used to photograph found lists, little wrinkled slips of paper, write poems about them. Some lists abandoned in a cart- seemed like poems when I found them.
I’d think about the people who wrote them. Sometimes they’d written the oddest mix of items.
I have a friend who keeps a magnetized shopping list pad on her fridge and when she uses something up, she writes it down immediately so she can replenish the larder. I’m not that disciplined. I’ve written a list and then left it at home but it can help when trying to remember what I’d written down.
There are even tablets of preprinted lists and you just check the boxes of what you need to get at the store. That’s not my style of list, either. When I entertain I’m more likely to write a menu AND a shopping list. Cross things off as I put them in the cart.
What is your “list style”?