so here was the epic adventure for the day- far down past the cat-tail fields, ankle deep mud, crunching gravel underfoot, railroad spikes, coyote bones, possum head in a tree, and a sketchy hobo camp, there’s this old railroad bridge. There’s no easy way up this thing, and we had to climb a none-too-steady tree to scale the massive concrete pillar that it sits upon. The steel is rusty, the cross-ties rotting, and the river swift and hungry below- but it was Cool, folks, damned cool. We also learned that hopping the casino fence to avoid walking back through the bush in the dark gets you a nice little chat with security. fortunately they were cool about it.
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You sir, have some of the best adventures. I would love to travel with you, and relish in the knowledge and experiences. Continue to be safe and healthy!
Definitely an adventure. Thanks for sharing it with us. š
Unlikely you’ll meet me on that bridge. Good piece, good shot.