There's something about seeing a wooden bridge that makes me want to walk across and see where it takes me.
I spotted this bridge at Huntington Beach State Park in South Carolina. I left the beach one windy, and I mean really windy, day.
I crossed this bridge and followed a trail to the campground. There were big and little campers and tents. I'm not really into camping, but it seemed like everybody was having fun.
The next time you spot a bridge, think about crossing over and see what you discover. Have a great week!
Positive conversations with old and new friends. I'd love for you to join me on my back porch.
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