Bluegrass Wanderings –July 07 (Part 2b)
During my trip back home to the Louisville area, I had the opportunity to climb into the car and wander the open roads between Louisville and Lexington. Lexington was the eventual goal, but with an entire day to myself, time slowed down to comfortable slices based on whim not a deadline. In part, it was pleasant exercise in photographing the beauty of the region I grew up in, and documenting any abandoned sites I happened to see along the way. In this same manner is how I’ve chosen to present those images, one post will be the lost and abandoned; while the next will be the normal and natural. The abandoned locations will appear in the photo blog 
abandonedplaces
Bridges old and older
The Singing Bridge of Frankfort
So why is it called the “Singing Bridge?”
This bridge over the Kentucky River has a steel grate deck, i.e. you can see through the bridge deck to the river below.
With this construction, as a vehicle passes over the bridge it hums. The faster the vehicle (up to about 40 mph), the higher pitched the hum resonates
The “Singing Bridge” in Frankfort set the stage for a bridge I actually planned to go visit. After receiving information and direction from
mix3d3m0ti0n5, I drove to visit the Switzer Bridge.
This is the third incarnation of this span according to the research I found.
It supports a small population of mud daubers (wasps)
Weird graffiti
The creek is what caught my attention though
I wish I’d worn my sandals, because waded in on that hot July day would have been so nice.
From this beautiful little bridge..
I headed across horse country of the Bluegrass to Georgetown and Lexington.
abandonedplacesBridges old and older
The Singing Bridge of Frankfort
So why is it called the “Singing Bridge?”
This bridge over the Kentucky River has a steel grate deck, i.e. you can see through the bridge deck to the river below.
With this construction, as a vehicle passes over the bridge it hums. The faster the vehicle (up to about 40 mph), the higher pitched the hum resonates
The “Singing Bridge” in Frankfort set the stage for a bridge I actually planned to go visit. After receiving information and direction from
mix3d3m0ti0n5, I drove to visit the Switzer Bridge. This is the third incarnation of this span according to the research I found.
It supports a small population of mud daubers (wasps)
Weird graffiti
The creek is what caught my attention though
I wish I’d worn my sandals, because waded in on that hot July day would have been so nice.
From this beautiful little bridge..
I headed across horse country of the Bluegrass to Georgetown and Lexington.