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I assume this huge chain on the Mississippi River levee has something to do with keeping the docks in place (where the Tom Sawyer and Becky Thatcher are docked).
Or perhaps someone chained up the Arch to avoid theft by tourists. Maybe Eero Saarinen.
118 Pictures in 2018 #68: Connected
If you look to the left, you can see the other chain disappearing in tho the sunlight.
This lock was filled in with the canal culverted to the other side of Greenhill Road. It is currently being excavated to be made into a car park for the almost renovated lock keeper’s cottage to the left.
The Rochdale Canal crosses the Oldham Road at lock 50. Oldham Road is to the right, while the canal drops to pass under the road.
There was a rollerblade ride and some of the people just carried their rollerblades to the meeting point, locked up their flipflops, put on their rollerblades and off they went.
I have been challenged by my wife Berit to upload a black and white pic every day for five days and send the challenge to a different person each day.
Here’s my photo 3/5, Locked Out
Pillings Lock near Loughborough, UK.
Part of a nice night shoot with Taken on a Flickr Night Event with Andy Stafford, Andybloke, Darius Kay, Isaac Eastgate and Victoriousneal
The little lights on the right are two cameras, I think Issac, and Andy Stafford.
Benson drove the first day, so I did all of the driving the second day.
We followed the instructions to take 101 to 128 on the way to the canoe place. I noticed, though, that directions to Fort Bragg said to take 20 instead of 128. I inquired at the inn, and they explained that from Fort Bragg 20 would be the better route; it's a bit curvier and doesn't straighten out as much as 128 does, but it is shorter. Plus, you get to drive through a beautiful part of 101 between Willits and 128.
We decided to do just that.
20 was curvy, but it was manageable--especially since I drive like a Granny. Fortunately, 20 had a lot of turnouts; I had to pull of three or four times to let people pass. I absolutely hate driving roads like that with someone behind me, even if they aren't pressuring me to go faster. I start to pressure myself.
We took advantage of one turnout overlooking a valley to stretch our legs and get a couple of pictures.
