On days that I choose a direct route to work, this railroad bridge represents the halfway point in the journey. Looking North (towards home) it’s all pavement – a good stretch of bike path with a short bit of road to get me home. Head South of here and it’s a mix of dirt access roads (courtesy of the Union Pacific) and abandoned rail lines. Quite fitting then that this shot features my Fargo, which does double-duty by switching between these worlds without complaint.
Let’s not dwell on the network of power lines dangling overhead. I really don’t want to think too hard about what if any side effects they may offer. Keep pedaling…..