I had to take a trip up north for work last week. Coming home I took the back roads just for fun. (It's still a huge novelty for me to have more than one way to get anywhere - and the whole roads-laid-out-in-a-one-mile-grid thing? Fabulous! It's really hard to get lost.)
Anyway, I was within a few miles or so of home but coming at it from a direction I don't ordinarily when I stumbled on this really cool trestle bridge. One lane only, over a pretty little creek winding along between some photogenic bluffs.
Since it was raining, thundering and lightening-ing close enough to delay the football game for about half an hour this afternoon, what better time to revisit the bridge and take pictures? Yes, I'm that silly on occasion. But see if it wasn't worth it!
That last picture? T was driving. He, of course, wouldn't get out of the truck, but thought I might like a nice stroll in the rain, so let the truck idle slowly up the road while I fooled with the camera.... I will get him for that later!