With apologies to Arthur Miller for the title, here are some photos on and from the railway bridge. Not to worry, the tracks have been removed. To worry: there are no railings.
Before I go any further, let me acknowledge my senility by confessing that I forgot to check blogs for about a week. Sad, I know. In fact, I might have forgotten for longer, if Sue hadn't asked me if I had read a certain post.
I have visited the bridge on my own in the past and took this photo earlier.
But I thought the kids might enjoy it. I thought about it for awhile before I took them up there, but I held on very tightly, and they really liked the experience.
I got very nervous when they picked up stones to throw into the river because they started really leaning toward the edge.
So, we didn't stay too long after that.
I did, however, go back on my own to take some more pictures. These were taken just after sunset, so they are supposed to be a little dark.
I like the lighting on the townhall, but I wish someone would cut the trees, which almost obstruct the view.
In the other direction lies one of the three bridges -- four if you count the one on the bypassing highway -- to cross the river in Carleton Place. Obviously this is the least used one. I toned the two versions a bit differently.