When you play tourist in your hometown, you get a chance to revisit your childhood.
You see things in a whole new light… through fresh eyes.
You also get to relive memories, whether good of bad.
This covered bridge is located in a small town not far from where I grew up. It is located in a park that I would go to when I really wanted to get away.
It spans the Zumbro River and in the summertime has geese that frequent the little island that it leads to.
It is a foot bridge, and one of the few covered bridges left in the area. In fact, I can’t recall seeing more than one or two of its kind my whole life.
There aren’t many places like this any more. I like to think of it as “small town charm.”