I’m going to brag some on the area where I live. This may
bore some, but I’m going to brag nonetheless. I live thirty-five miles
northeast of Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, the city once
described by James Parton as "Hell with the lid off!" The city has also been referred to as The Smoky City, a
Rust Belt City, and The Armpit of America, to name but a few.
Historically, coal. iron, and steel built the
city and surrounding Southwestern PA region,
and as a result the land showed the scars from decades of abuse and neglect. I
grew up in the area during the 60’s and 70’s, when smoke billowed from hundreds
of stacks, where sewage and mine drainage killed the rivers and turned water
the color of rust. The Kiskiminetas
River (called the Kiski
for short) flows past my hometown and
never froze in the winter, even
when temps dropped below 0 degrees F (-17 degrees C). Fishing and swimming were
impossible due to pollution. Air quality reports were a staple of daily news
programs. Warnings regularly went out for the elderly and people with health
problems to stay indoors.
Over the last 40 years, though, I’ve witnessed the land’s transformation,
a remarkable rebirth. This is due in part to the shifting industries and
economy in the region, but also to strict pollution laws and the tireless
effort of thousands of people.
The hills and waterways slowly continue to heal and participation
in countless outdoor activities has exploded in recent years. Biking, walking,
and hiking trails have replaced abandoned railroad beds. Canoes, kayaks, fishing
and pleasure boats dot the waterways. Every year I see more bicycles on the
roads, more and more bicycle and kayak racks on vehicles, more and more people
on the trails, more kayakers and canoeists on the local creeks. I hear coyotes at night;
see beaver and muskrats on the water, hawks and great blue herons flying. Just this year I’ve
followed three different bald eagles while kayaking local creeks. It is
wonderful to see.
I know my area may not be as spectacular as other parts of
the world. I’ve been to El Capitan and Half Dome, and driven across the Tioga Pass.
I've witnessed the majesty of the Grand Canyon, both from the South Rim looking down and looking up from the bottom while rafting on the Colorado River. I’ve traveled through the Alps and cruised the Rhine River.
Southwest PA is my home, though. It’s my
little corner of paradise, and I’m blessed to have witnessed its wonderful
rebirth.
I'm not the most accomplished photographer, but here's a slideshow of some of my favorite places within a short drive from my home. Enjoy. --Mark
