The bridge..

The view of the bottom...the river and rocks!

One afternoon Steve took us to an old bridge off of the 299. It was SO scary. The rail only went up to my hip and one could easily fall over the side and drop to their death. (I am assuming that may be why they closed the bridge to the public.) We had to hop a fence. I was literally having a heart attack when Steve was letting Mylie walk on the elevated part of the bridge!