We visited a number of historic bridges on our trip to Linn County last week, walked across them, took a bunch of photos of them and from them.
And posed on bridges in a couple state parks.
Beginning at the farthest west parking lot near the spillway didn't appear very promising.
All we got was wet feet from walking down closer to the lake shore.
No path there that we could find.
The path to the right, south, past the meadow daisies remained, so we went that way.
Past a pretty little, dainty, blue damselfly.
Past a huge brown, scary spider hiding somewhere there under the clover and weeds, near its web.
Until there it was, finally, about a half-mile from where we started in the parking area at the dead-end gravel road.
We were surprised to find that the bridge railings, that looked so much like wood in the picture we had seen, are actually iron.
We decided not to go any further on the trail, choosing instead to wait until another day to find the start of it from the south.
Heading back across the bridge, I noticed these two Fritillary Butterflies both fluttering arduously as though they were caught.
HD valiantly waded through the tall, dense weeds until he could get close enough to reach them with his walking poles.
They were caught in a spider web. He freed them, placing them away from the web.
Hopefully, they survived and after resting flew away.
I took a couple more pictures from the bridge - this one looking through the railings, showing all the lichen on them, down to the little creek.
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