Pappy
Living the Dream
When I was a youngster, this bridge, tore down a few years ago, was my shortcut into town. The road going up the hill was a dirt road then and connected onto West Hill Rd. where I lived. It was also a favorite swimming hole except for broken beer bottles people would throw off bridge. Yes, we all got cuts at one time or another.
i had a speedometer on my bike and it was a challenge to see if I could break my speed record. It was a very steep hill and I would go at a breakneck speed.
One day I hit a stone just at the corner you can see in the picture and lost the bike from under me. Needless to say, a case of road rash is putting it mildly. Plus, I almost totaled my bike which hurt more than my rash.
Lesson learned....After many repairs on bike and lots of scabs later...I did slow down...and then I got my drivers license. But that's another story........
i had a speedometer on my bike and it was a challenge to see if I could break my speed record. It was a very steep hill and I would go at a breakneck speed.
One day I hit a stone just at the corner you can see in the picture and lost the bike from under me. Needless to say, a case of road rash is putting it mildly. Plus, I almost totaled my bike which hurt more than my rash.
Lesson learned....After many repairs on bike and lots of scabs later...I did slow down...and then I got my drivers license. But that's another story........