The Journey Ritner Creek Bridge
Location LAT 44° 43′ 39″ N LON 123° 26′ 30″ W
Date March 7, 2009
Weather 46°, Partly sunny and cold
Thank you for taking me on an adventure. But please, take just two extra minutes to print out the directions before we leave next time. I didn’t mind the extra long ride in the car, but a guy could get dizzy turning around so many times, you know what I mean?
You remembered that the directions said about 3 miles south of Pedee. That was good. You bought a new Garmin GPS and that was good.
So we got to Pedee, drove one mile out of town, going south according to your new girlfriend Garmin… and you thought we were going the wrong way so a round we turn. Back through Pedee, about another mile and turn on a road that sounded familiar and felt to your internal compass like we were going south. I knew we were in trouble when you announced that you normally can’t find your way out of a wet paper bag.
So after about five miles, not three, but five miles you give into Garmin because she says we’re headed east. We turn around, go back the five miles and turn back onto the road to Pedee. Back through Pedee heading south according to Garmin and head down some gravel road for about a mile.
Fortunately for us, there was a kind traveler behind us and you asked him if he knew where the Ritner bridge was. “Go back to the paved road, turn right and it is about a mile south.”
‘Nuff said, if you had just paid more attention to Garmin, we would have been to the bridge 45 minutes earlier when the sun was still shining and I wasn’t dizzy from turning around so many times.
At last, the Ritner Creek covered bridge, in all of her glory.
The local community was quite proud of the wayside they had created.
Mommy K and I read about the bridge and then we were off to explore.
I had posed enough for pictures, I wanted to see what all of the fuss is with these creeks and bridges. Roxy came home from her adventures and I didn’t think she would ever shut up.
The portals, as they are called were a very interesting shape. It looked like it was a long way down to the creek from where we stould.
Yep, it is a long way down there, I was quite careful to keep my distance from the edge.
Ok momma Karen, we’ve seen the bridge, now where are we going?
Guess you’ll have to come back tomorrow to see the next stop on our adventure.