We did come across this interesting old covered bridge on our meanderings. I got a kick out of the sign at its entrance.
I'm not a smoker, but would smoking a cigarette while driving through be considered a violation of the rules? I would suppose so. And how much does one cow weigh, so that fifteen is the limit?
Inside we found this other sign explaining several common types of covered bridge constructions. I had written a blog post on this topic last year after the husband/lover/driver and I did a tour of covered bridges in our area. You can click here to read about it.
Sitting smack dab in the inside of the bridge, we studied the bridge's construction and then the sign. We determined that this Hassenplug Bridge, circa early 1800's, was of the Burr Truss construction form.
It had all the features you would expect of a really old wooden structure, including insects and evidence of mud wasp habitation,
and of course, messages left by twitterpated young lovers.
Later we found ourselves meandering through some Amish territory, based on the looks of these scenes:
After arriving home from our drive out on those country roads, we got a phone message from daughter Lindsay. You may recall that yesterday we had visited her family and our little camping granddaughter Ellie and her brother Jarrod at the Knoebel's Grove Campground. Our visit had been dramatically cut short by a rainstorm.
They wanted to let us know that Jarrod had been successful at the Knoebel's Grove amusement park, and had won plenty of game prizes for his little sis. She just doesn't seem too fazed about it all, do you think?
|Ellie, sound asleep in the amusement park.|
And, do you think the husband/lover/driver is perhaps tempting fate by parking it back in the same exact spot where it was when the tree fell on it?
|Parked in the bullseye - the middle of three spots out front.|
They have some fun day trips planned to celebrate the occasion next week when they both have a week of vacation. Congratulations and have fun!