I had a chance to stop by my old stomping grounds today. It has been longer than I want to admit since I have spent any amount of time along the Mighty Ohio, and it felt as mystic as it did when I was younger. This old Railroad Bridge was one of the Bridges along the river that I marvel. The construction challenges of the time, late 1800’s I believe, was overcome by hard work and solid engineering that still stands till this day. As Winter approaches,and the green things go to sleep, I hope to capture more of these type of shots. Till then here is one of those old railroad bridges.
Daffodil Hill Photography 