Summer is speeding by and autumn has been in the air. We took last weekend off to trade cars so this Friday morning we headed off to Rutland in a brand new Subaru Forester.
Our first stop just north of Rutland was the Twin Bridge. Not much to see. It has been on dry land and used for storage since it was washed downstream in 1947. May of 1947 had had 21 days of rain followed by 3.7 inches of rain on June 3. A flash flood sent a 15 foot wall of water down East Creek knocking out bridges in its path. (Sounds familiar.) The twin bridge was rounded up and moved to this location beside East Creek.
Twin Covered Bridge in Rutland |
Had to snap a quick photo of bootscaping!
Finding the Brown Bridge in Shrewsbury was a bit more of an adventure. It is a surprise that this bridge survived Hurricane Irene. Signs, signs everywhere signs!
Just amazing the bridge didn't wash away! |
Big Brother is watching. Power? Who needs power? |
Oops. We crossed the bridge to see this sign! |
Just a short drive from Route 7 in Clarendon is the scenic Kingsley Bridge. To the surprise of the senior trying to get her portrait taken this bridge was quite busy for a Friday afternoon.
Kingsley Covered Bridge in Clarendon. |
This is the Riverside Covered Bridge in Pittsfield. This bridge is not built in the traditional style but a covered bridge nonetheless. I loved the recycled wooden sides. Riverside Farm is a working farm slash wedding venue. The bridge is used for photo ops I'm sure.
Riverside Covered Bridge in Pittsfield. |
Our final stop of the day was halfway up the road to Mad River in Fayston. The Battleground bridge was built in 1974 as an access point for the Battleground condo development. It is a pretty bridge in a pretty setting.
Battleground Bridge in Fayston |
A battleground in Fayston? What? I sent Dan to do some research.
How the Battleground
Got Its Name
"According to Edan Long, this is the spot where her great
uncle was involved in the incident that gave The Battleground its name.
She states that one winter a man gave his son, who was
not yet twenty-one, permission to "get out" some logs and sell them
for his own profit. After cutting a good amount of timber and making it down to
the clearing, the young man struck a deal with a local mill owner, who was
Edan's great uncle.
The young man's father was not satisfied with the deal
that his son had made. Since the boy was not yet twenty-one the father took the
matter into his own hands and sold the same logs to someone else for a better
profit.
Both father and son were paid cash, so which purchaser
would get the logs was in question.
Edan's great uncle, intending to capitalize on his good
deal, arrived at the site with his men at 4 am expecting to get the jump on his
competitor. To his dismay, the other mill owner had come for the logs in the
middle of the night.
Neither men knew the other's intentions, but the
neighbors knew. They gathered at the clearing expecting to see a good fight
when Edan's uncle found out that he had been outsmarted. No battle ever took
place, but the spot has been known as The Battleground ever since." http://www.battlegroundcondos.com/explore.php
Sights from the day:
Mill Brook, Fayston |
That's all for this weekend. I have found a new pastime. Genealogy! Using my Ancestry.com free trial to its fullest I have discovered my Woodward/Decker roots go straight back to the arrival of colonists to the New World in the 1630's and 1640's. Wow. One of my great grannies was born in 1625 in Charlestown, Massachusetts Bay Colony. I'm pretty sure I will find a combination of Loyalists and Patriots when I get to the 1700's. Working on my mom's family today. Any guesses on Nichols/Miller?
Bridge count: 106 - 13 more to go. Enjoy your weekend.
Nancy
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