I thought I was a goner.
A new wide angle lens, a nice summers’ eve and a bridge to walk up seems like a good idea, yes?
Until you do it.
Things I must remember before walking up to the top of a bridge above the niagara river:
I can’t swim
I’m afraid of heights.
It started off as a nice little adventure. I left BW at home reading a book, grabbed the camera and my old school manual focus lens and I was off.
And from the bottom of the Grand Island Bridge, this wasn’t such a bad idea…
But as I walked up to the top I realized something else: the bridge shakes! A lot! The sidewalk is designed for passengers and all but boy can you feel every shake, rattle and roll the bridge makes as the traffic whizzes by.
But I soldiered on and made it to the top of the bridge.
and then before you know it, it got dark.
And I rode off into the sunset…