I was lucky enough to photograph this lovely trestle bridge on Hwy 56 the season before it was taken down. When I first contacted the landowner of the land that I wanted to cross his land to get to the bridge, he greeted me with “What the heck are you trying to sell me?!?” He scared me to my core. Well, his curmudgeonly demeanor hides one of the kindest people I have ever met on this project. By the time I left that day he had showed me where to park, where to climb his fence, what path to take, and promised to put his livestock in their pen that night. He even sent me off with sack of home grown produce! My thanks to him for his kindness!