A bridge on the road less traveled.
Ever wonder where the road less taken goes. Me too, but I would think that this path was made by people who built bridges.
This is a photo of the bridge I help to build 30 years ago so that we could access the wood behind the cabin. It crosses a small brook where I played with my cousins as a child. As men, my cousins and I logged the forest and haul out logs over this bridge to my uncle’s sawmill.
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