Tonight it's walk 129 and I finally made it to the Indian Rocks drawbridge. A mile and a half up and over, and the view is spectacular. The bridge is grated in the middle, and you can see straight through down into the water below. Plus, the bridge vibrates when the cars go over it, making it extra thrilling. I was nervous, I have to admit, but it was thrilling.
Some Sunday pleasure-boaters out on the water.
A momma osprey guards her nest.
Walking into Indian Rocks Beach.
The grate as seen from the top. Scary! Scary! Scary!
Tonight it's walk 129 and I finally made it to the Indian Rocks drawbridge. A mile and a half up and over, and the view is spectacular. The bridge is grated in the middle, and you can see straight through down into the water below. Plus, the bridge vibrates when the cars go over it, making it extra thrilling. I was nervous, I have to admit, but it was thrilling.
Some Sunday pleasure-boaters out on the water.
A momma osprey guards her nest.
Walking into Indian Rocks Beach.
The grate as seen from the top. Scary! Scary! Scary!
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