When I was young, the young men often climbed all over them... and some of the young women. It seems to be too much effort now, or too difficult to text in the middle of it.
I've always liked bridges, the engineering that makes them possible is pretty amazing. Plus they help you get where you're going much faster than going the long way around.
We had several covered bridges in the area where I grew up, Lee. Google 'Covered Bridge Festival - Rockville, IN'. 2 million people, or more, show up for it every year.
I like the blue bridge. I don't understand the purpose of the engineering. When I did a show in Poughkeepsie, I had to cross two such bridges, then turn left for my motel.
I like to come across the bridges, old and new. The one in Cincinatti means I've reached my home state and it won't be long now until I see my mama!! :)
I remembered a trip to Vegas...my sister, brother and his girlfriend and I would scream our longs out to see who did it the longest and loudest every time we drove under a bridge. Fun times. I like bridges.
I've always been fascinated by bridges. Love the Mackinac Bridge in Michigan, though it can be pretty scary. I have a photo of a small stone bridge in England built by my great grandfather. Jacqueline, I think of you often and send hugs to you and the kidling and GS.
I can't help, but to think of the bridge in the movie Stand By Me. The one they had to cross and a train might come. A train did come, they tried to out run it, but ran out of time. They jumped for their lives.
Love the bridges. And those moody skies.
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DeleteThe blue bridge looks very fine.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was young, the young men often climbed all over them... and some of the young women. It seems to be too much effort now, or too difficult to text in the middle of it.
DeleteI've always liked bridges, the engineering that makes them possible is pretty amazing. Plus they help you get where you're going much faster than going the long way around.
ReplyDeleteI find them fascinating as well. And helpful.
DeleteBeautiful shots. I don't always enjoy the angles I get from the road, but these are wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI tossed out far more than I kept.
DeleteMy mind immediately swung to "The Bridges of Madison County". I remember the first time I read the book...I howled my eyes out!
ReplyDeleteWe had several covered bridges in the area where I grew up, Lee. Google 'Covered Bridge Festival - Rockville, IN'. 2 million people, or more, show up for it every year.
Deletebridges ARE cool
ReplyDeleteYes, they are!
DeleteI like the blue bridge. I don't understand the purpose of the engineering. When I did a show in Poughkeepsie, I had to cross two such bridges, then turn left for my motel.
ReplyDeleteI suspect they thought the structure would resist flood damage better, Joanne.
DeleteAll different sorts with your bridge pic reports
ReplyDeleteWho knows what else I'll come up with Mr. Hatt.
DeleteVery nice! Good to see pictures of places I've never been.
ReplyDeleteI so love the sky in the first shot! Wondering where they all are...wondering if I should recognize them.
ReplyDeleteThree very different structures with a common purpose! The sky is mesmerizing in that first shot.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Bridges can mean so many different things to so many different people. HUGS HUGS B
ReplyDeleteThat middle blue one is quite pretty.
ReplyDeleteI like to come across the bridges, old and new. The one in Cincinatti means I've reached my home state and it won't be long now until I see my mama!! :)
ReplyDeleteI remembered a trip to Vegas...my sister, brother and his girlfriend and I would scream our longs out to see who did it the longest and loudest every time we drove under a bridge. Fun times. I like bridges.
ReplyDeleteComment moderation is good when needed :)
I've always been fascinated by bridges. Love the Mackinac Bridge in Michigan, though it can be pretty scary. I have a photo of a small stone bridge in England built by my great grandfather. Jacqueline, I think of you often and send hugs to you and the kidling and GS.
ReplyDeleteIt's the simple things that make nice photos.
ReplyDeleteI can't help, but to think of the bridge in the movie Stand By Me. The one they had to cross and a train might come. A train did come, they tried to out run it, but ran out of time. They jumped for their lives.