Author: asiwentwalking

March  2017 statuesWest Carson Street, Pittsburgh Stuck in detour traffic before even getting out of town.  Sitting still on the road, we are watched by these “religious figures inspired by the statues of Saint Peter’s Basilica in Rome.”  MortalityBeckley, West Virginia Sculpted by Bill Hopen, on the front lawn of Tamarack, the “cultural center with… Continue reading Roadtrip Florida I

West Virginia/VirginiaJuly 2011 & July 2014 This evening we go for dinner and get prepared for our hike tomorrow. We have enough time for one more attraction.  It’s outside an office building in downtown Wytheville.  While Lisa and I are visiting this attraction, a police officer tells me that this thing, this attraction, has been… Continue reading Mountaineer Expressway:  It’s a Pencil

West Virginia/VirginiaJuly 2011 & July 2014 This gentleman was walking in the other direction from us.  That was good.

FloralaAlabamaNovember  2013 Overheard in a checkout line at the Piggly Wiggly store… womanCarl?  Carl, is that you? CarlOh hi, Emma.  How you doin’? EmmaGettin’ along.  But you know, it’s sometimes hard with a disability. CarlHey, did you see Willa?  Didja hear about her cat?  She… EmmaYeah, too bad.  That cat was weird anyway. me, thinkingIsn’t… Continue reading Didja Hear About Her Cat?

Allegheny Front TrailBlack Moshannon State ParkPennsylvaniaSeptember  2003 First of all, it’s officially called Naked Hiking Day, but I don’t have any idea who the officials are.  Would there even be officials for nakedness? I may not be the only one to claim this ignorance as there are others who call it Nude Hiking Day.  Who… Continue reading National Hike Naked Day

Big Walker MountainVirginiaJuly  2014 Once upon a time there was a lookout tower.Part 1. Let me say this right now.  No, I did not climb the tower.  I started to but when I got to the third tier, it became time for me to come down.  “This doesn’t get any easier, does it,” I thought… Continue reading Big Walker Lookout

North DakotaMay  2015 Our next adventure is to drive the Enchanted Highway, a road flanked by sculptures created by Gary Greff, a local artist.  Personally, I’m thinking that if this highway is truly enchanted, then none of these sculptures would have been manufactured, none would have had a human sculptor.  Enchanted means, to me, they… Continue reading Enchanted Highway