

On one of our adventures we can across this old covered bridge.  Mr. Happy knew where it was since he had visited it when he was a younger Mr. Happy.  So, he asked me if I wanted to see a cover bridge... how does one say no to that?  So, I said yes, and he proceeds to pull over on the side of the road.
A short walk down a grass and tree covered path leads us to this magnificant wood covered bridge.  I couldn't resist a quick walk on it and taking a photo of the view off the bridge.  I think this is what is call a piece of Americana. 
Really something special.  And I'm excited I got to see!
 
1 comment:
oh, thanks for sharing!! i love covered bridges and the roads you have to take in order to get to them. you've made me yearn for a drive in the country!
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