A steady light rain and fog begin to settle in for the night along the Oregon coast and the Cape Creek bridge on Highway 101 staves it off, albeit momentarily, before drivers head into the tunnel heading south.
The Huey P. Long bridge, or the Old Bridge as everyone in Baton Rouge calls it. The bridge spans over the mighty Mississppi River and it includes a rail line inbetween the east and west bound lanes. The once blue bridge is now orange and stays that way even as the paint flakes off, as the aluminum plant below aids to its appearance.
It took forever, seemingly, but it has made the long journey and now stands before her. As the sun sets behind the majestic Olympic Mountains, storm clouds let loose their rain over the Hood Canal. The show of such brillant colors, such sights never before seen. Her time has come and it sits here, only but for a moment.