I liked this bridge a lot. So much so that when I saw it from the road I decided I had to photograph it, despite the fact that we had to continue on the road about a quarter-mile more before we could pull in. I began walking back to the bridge, thinking my travel partner would follow. Unfortunately, she didn’t. She took off in the other direction. Come to think of it I still don’t know what she’d spotted there.
The problem was that I’d taken the car keys with me. After setting up to take today’s photo I broke down my gear and debated whether to cross the bridge or not. In the end I did, very gingerly. I took two more pictures there before returning and making the walk back to the car, interrupted by a photo of a farm. When I returned I found my travel buddy huddled next to the car, shivering. I felt pretty bad. Amazingly, she didn’t complain, but from that point on she was in charge of the car key every time we got out. This typically resulted in me returning to the car to find it heated to the temperature of the surface of the sun.
I’m amazed that that rickety bridge didn’t break through when you walked over it ! The light is so strange and beautiful !
I was pretty nervous, it was actually quite sturdy.
Haha…note to self…never leave the car without the keys in a freezing country counting on the swift return of an inspired photographer!
Alternatively… just come with him!!! Coulda used you to test the bridge before I crossed it. 😉