After viewing 12 bridges, we were hot, tired, and ready for a nap, but we powered on. We went to Vermont and back.
Packard Hill (#67) 2:51pm
This is the highest number on the State's official website. It has its own conservation area with a garden.
It was really cute and incredibly easy to find.
The parking area had a nature walk and a garden.
This bridge also had security cameras. I guess that is not so strange considering the amount of bridge arson we have read about.
This is the best photo of a Howe truss that I have been able to take.
Meriden aka Mill Bridge (#24) 3:26pm
This bridge has a swimming hole that was full of screaming teenagers. This is also the first time that we saw people on a bridge while we were there.
There were people standing in the bridge with a dog the entire time we were there. I am glad that I was still able to take this shot. You can still barely make out some of the girls hanging out the right side of the bridge screaming at the people down below. Students from Kimball Union Academy love to swim here.
It was so hot that I almost suggested we scrap the remaining bridges for a trip to the swimming hole.
This one was really high up above the Blood Brook.
People in the bridge. That's a first.
Blow-Me-Down (#23) 3:52pm
Our thirtieth bridge! At this point in the day we doubled our bridge count!
This bridge had an abandoned truck next to it. That only made it slightly creepy.
I appreciated a bridge that is willing to post the actual year it was built!
This bridge had a mini artifacts collection!
There were even "lightning" strike holes. Not sure why that is in quotes.
This one also had an old New Hampshire bridge sign on top. Classic.
Cornish Windsor (#20) 4:04pm
This is the longest historic covered bridge in New Hampshire. It spans the Connecticut River and takes you from New Hampshire to Vermont.
This is one of the best bridges we went to. It was so long that I was afraid to run through it with traffic going both ways. Ellen convinced me that we had to run to New Hampshire and back to Vermont. So we did.
This might be my favorite bridge picture: the Cornish Windsor bridge in the background, with the covered bridge sign, and me in the rear view. I did not realize at the time that I was going to be in this photo.
Dingleton Hill (#22) 4:22pm
This bridge was built in a school yard and brought to this site.
Pretty standard bridge.
At this point we were losing steam. I don't have many notes other than "hot outside".
A sign to the next bridge!
Blacksmith (#21) 4:37pm
Warning, I would not come to this next bridge at night. It was originally used for the use of one family and still has a private property vibe.
Creepiest. Bridge. Ever.
This bridge has a sign that reads "Pass at your own risk", and not in a "We don't repair this bridge, so it might not be stable" way, more like a "We will shoot you if you come on our land" type of way.
Creepy picture of Ellen. It must be the bridge.
Last picture I took before we hightailed it out of there!
We ran across, snapped a photo, and ran to the car.
At this point, Ellen and I were ready for an ice cream. We were devoid of energy and pretty dehydrated, but not done!
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