I have been travelling recently to the other side of my fair country. To a place I had only been to once many years ago, a place where the sand is pale and golden not black, a place I had only been to in a very different lifetime.
I saw many abandoned railway bridges on my journey. They are no longer used to carry people or cargo around the towns but they have an inherent beauty, individuality and structural elegance that remains to this day. Maybe they will be returned to their former glory or possibly transformed into a highlight of scenic walking and cycling route…who knows? For now they sit slowly deteriorating in the landscape.
All I know is that I like them and think this one is very beautiful. I hope you do too.