Casselman River Bridge
In far Western Maryland. Yes, I do get around. Three days after returning from Iceland, I jump in the car for Washington, DC. As I mentioned elsewhere, I was a defendant at trial in DC Superior Court for demonstrating peacefully) on the steps of the Supreme Court. The trial was on the 28th of June, lasted two days, and after a spirited defense, I and my fellow 11 defendants were found guilty and sentenced to time served--a relief, considering the prosecution asked for 5 days in jail, and we faced a maximum of 60 days. Anyway, I then attended the "24th Annual Fast and Vigil to End the Death Penalty" back at the Supreme Court (on the sidewalk this time). After four days, I visited a friend for a few days before heading back to Kansas. I'm presently in Illinois, and unfortunately, I have to be back tomorrow, not leaving me much time to take unscheduled detours/exploring as is my wont. This bridge, however, was the result of a detour. Something caught my eye from the interstate, so I exited and found this gorgeous bridge, whose existence was entirely unknown to me. It was built in 1813 as part of the National Road, and was the largest stone bridge in America at that time. It hasn't been used for any but foot traffic since the 1950's, and is now a state park and National Historic Site. This was taken from the bridge that replaced it on US Highway 40 (which to a great extent, follows the path of that early National Road.
Incidentally, there is a woman standing on the bridge at far right--left there for a sense of perspective as its much bigger than it appears in this photo.
Casselman River Bridge
In far Western Maryland. Yes, I do get around. Three days after returning from Iceland, I jump in the car for Washington, DC. As I mentioned elsewhere, I was a defendant at trial in DC Superior Court for demonstrating peacefully) on the steps of the Supreme Court. The trial was on the 28th of June, lasted two days, and after a spirited defense, I and my fellow 11 defendants were found guilty and sentenced to time served--a relief, considering the prosecution asked for 5 days in jail, and we faced a maximum of 60 days. Anyway, I then attended the "24th Annual Fast and Vigil to End the Death Penalty" back at the Supreme Court (on the sidewalk this time). After four days, I visited a friend for a few days before heading back to Kansas. I'm presently in Illinois, and unfortunately, I have to be back tomorrow, not leaving me much time to take unscheduled detours/exploring as is my wont. This bridge, however, was the result of a detour. Something caught my eye from the interstate, so I exited and found this gorgeous bridge, whose existence was entirely unknown to me. It was built in 1813 as part of the National Road, and was the largest stone bridge in America at that time. It hasn't been used for any but foot traffic since the 1950's, and is now a state park and National Historic Site. This was taken from the bridge that replaced it on US Highway 40 (which to a great extent, follows the path of that early National Road.
Incidentally, there is a woman standing on the bridge at far right--left there for a sense of perspective as its much bigger than it appears in this photo.