Who doesn't love a covered bridge?

So I was standing in front of the bridge on this side (in that pine needly area), camera up and ready, when a car pulled in right in front of me and blocked my shot. WTH? Not to disparage any out-of-state tourists, but we were completely NOT surprised to see their license plate--they were what we call around here "Massholes." I kid, I kid. I'm a native Masshole myself. Apparently they were in a rush (or they heard the passive-aggressive remarks I made to DH) because they got out, snapped a photo, then jumped back in the car and sped away. Then all was quiet and peaceful and photographable again for the rest of us.


Here's a pathway (theme photo!) looking from one end of the bridge to the other.

The river the bridge crosses:

And another pathway (theme photo!)