The theme of the post is bridges, as inspired by Ailsa’s blog. Check that out for many more bridge posts and pictures. I live in a city with the nickname (among others) of Bridgetown: Portland, Oregon. Most bridges span the Willamette River as it runs through the center of town. But a couple cross the much larger Columbia just north of town heading into Vancouver, Washington.
When I go hiking out in the nearby Columbia River Gorge, there is a very interesting bridge I often cross in order to access trails on the Washington side of the river. This is called Bridge of the Gods, named after the American Indian legend that tells of a natural span across the river at this point in ancient times. It’s fascinating that geologists have, at this precise point along the river, determined that a landslide hundreds of years ago may have temporarily dammed the river. In fact, if you climb up and view the area from above, you can see the remnants of this old landslide as plain as day.
Along with scenic bridges such as those along the Pacific coast (such as the Bixby Bridge in California above), my travels have taken me across some great examples of foot bridges. Take the suspension bridges along the trekking routes in the Himalayas, for example. They receive constant traffic, both human and yak, and are just as important as highway bridges where roads not trails connect communities. All of the supplies (not to mention the trekking tourists) that mountain villages rely upon must pass over them, so they are generally maintained. I love any foot bridge, especially of the suspension variety, since you can make them sway and bounce so easily. Strange that others on the bridge often get upset when I do this.
I like how on some bridges the builders took some time to decorate the abutments, or bridge ends (as in the image below). Also the bridge itself is often decorated. I have seen and crossed many bridges that unfortunately I haven’t photographed well. The bridges over the Seine in Paris, Florence, the ones in Venice of course.
I live in an area with many old covered bridges relatively close-by. It is sad that I have not spent the time to photograph them well. This challenge has given me a kick in the pants, and when I can get down there (hopefully very soon) I will post an addendum to this.