The westernmost stop on the PATH train, across the Hudson, Hackensack, and Passaic Rivers from New York, is Newark Penn Station. From there, walking further due west sees neighborhoods and landscapes switching in rapid succession, from inner city to near wilderness. Starting early on President’s Day, on foot and navigating by the sun, cutting straight across the landscape without regards to city planning when I could, I set out to see exactly how far across the landscape I could get.
Newark, southwest of the station.
Some cops pulled by while I was scoping this abandoned lot, then came back around right after I left, parking just out of sight of the gate, presumably in order to catch me coming out, had I still been in there.
Weird desolate parkland (or parking lot?) surrounded by new prefab-looking homes.
At last, the top of the hill: gull-infested Home Depot lot.
And then what might be Irvington, and might be West Side, and might just be an in-between zone forsaken by both.
The lead image for this post, would, chronologically, have fallen right here.
"400 yrs of slavery"
Lots of the more gutted buildings were sporting horrifying signage offering to help all those poor, beleagured landlords toss out their tenants on the street.
On the other hand, many of those same vacant houses had become tidy, landlord-free squat-sites, it appears.
The book was a collection of Bible stories illustrated with “magic eye” stereograms, the sticker reminded residents of the benefits of regular mammograms.
Guard dog on the roof.
Room with a view.
Once across the Garden State Parkway, Irvington stabilized, the homes were better kept, the neighborhoods much healthier.
And had canals.
I think these might now be getting into “Upper Valisburg”.
There: the first leg, a couple hours walking, Newark to what may be the edge of South Orange, at Seton University. I’ll pick up from here next post.