LP: There's a neat little pedestrian bridge not far from my apartment. The first time I actually stopped to notice the trusswork that supports it, I realized it would be quite fun to cross the creek by climbing the trusswork. So, today Peter Harmon and I decided to take a route across the creek that's not one most people take. (Most people, of course, cross in their car without paying attention to the creek at all. I imagine most of them aren't even aware that the footbridge exists.)



The bridge was as awesome to play underneath as predicted. We have decided that we need to come back at some point, and attempt to fish off the trusswork. That might have to wait for a better season though, particularly one without as bad a drought.

In our entire time exploring the trusswork, I don't think anyone else crossed the bridge or even noticed us.

Peter: I'm a bit afraid of heights - not much, but enough that after biking to an 80-meter cliff I once got close enough for a nice look over the edge and then proceeded to back away as far as possible and sit nowhere near the cliff for a good ten minutes or so. (You can ask Shea Wolfe or Sylva; they were there.)

So I did not go all the way across the bridge, even though it was only about twenty feet up. This was actually only partly motivated by fear of heights, and partly by a desire not to appear on the security camera. My tuberous friend had no such qualms, and happily went all the way across.