These are the woods where Missy and I walk most every day.
And this is the bridge that tried to kill me last winter, now dead itself.
Good point, Bill. In any case, you have to rebuild the bridge and try again. I know you can do it. You look through to the other side, and unclip for confidence, steady pace! You can rock this thing, Dave!
You know, if you were going fast enough
(And this might not be too bright)
You could probably make it across that bridge
If you stayed hard to the right.
I think that’s where he ended up, hard to the right.
I’m in the “walk around” school. Let younger men prove their mettle here.