An Uncovered Bridge on the Way to the PUD.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
It is a Thursday, and I am trying to remember when I last rode the bike to the Parental Unit Dwelling for dinner. First however, I was going to make a stop. If you have read any of these, you know my fascination with Covered Bridges. Well, they are building one at the State Fairgrounds, and I want to document some of its construction.
I started on what might seem like the only road near my house, Washington Street. I went west into town until Emerson Avenue, where I turned north. Nearly four miles later, at 38th Street, I headed west once again. After a few more miles, I would arrive the fairgrounds.
They had started cutting wood a couple weeks ago, and I had no idea where the construction was in the process. After tooling all the way around the fairgrounds, and not seeing any sign of a bridge, I returned to where I thought the bridge was to be built. A couple of guys were climbing into a truck. They said I was in the right place, but a little early for anything to be erected. That would begin on Tuesday.
I pulled back out on 38th Street, and headed west over to College Avenue. I took that north until Kessler, where I jogged over to Broadway, and then north to Westfield Boulevard. I then returned to College Avenue and took it north until 106th Street.
I went east on 106th, and then turned into my parent's neighborhood, tooling around until I arrived at their house.
Tonight we went to there church's garage sale, after hitting Culver's for dinner. I would take the highway, 465, back, after going south on Westfield Boulevard, and then east on 96th Street, and south for a short while on Keystone Avenue.
It is a Thursday, and I am trying to remember when I last rode the bike to the Parental Unit Dwelling for dinner. First however, I was going to make a stop. If you have read any of these, you know my fascination with Covered Bridges. Well, they are building one at the State Fairgrounds, and I want to document some of its construction.
I started on what might seem like the only road near my house, Washington Street. I went west into town until Emerson Avenue, where I turned north. Nearly four miles later, at 38th Street, I headed west once again. After a few more miles, I would arrive the fairgrounds.
They had started cutting wood a couple weeks ago, and I had no idea where the construction was in the process. After tooling all the way around the fairgrounds, and not seeing any sign of a bridge, I returned to where I thought the bridge was to be built. A couple of guys were climbing into a truck. They said I was in the right place, but a little early for anything to be erected. That would begin on Tuesday.
I pulled back out on 38th Street, and headed west over to College Avenue. I took that north until Kessler, where I jogged over to Broadway, and then north to Westfield Boulevard. I then returned to College Avenue and took it north until 106th Street.
I went east on 106th, and then turned into my parent's neighborhood, tooling around until I arrived at their house.
Tonight we went to there church's garage sale, after hitting Culver's for dinner. I would take the highway, 465, back, after going south on Westfield Boulevard, and then east on 96th Street, and south for a short while on Keystone Avenue.
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