Connecting Pasco and Kennewick over the Columbia River.
Day 137
The Intercity Bridge
August 10th, 2010
I'm walking across America.
That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out. If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania. You can read all about the details of my trip if you're so inclined.
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Here's my progress so far:
The Cable Bridge. Welcome to Kennewick!
Oh beautiful. These bridges are so cool looking I love them. And the water is so blue, clear skies, what an awesome day. Are those train tracks again I see at the bottom of this pic?
Is Matt ahead of schedule?
Yes they are train tracks. The main line is east of the bridge.
Thanks Sandy. It’s a joke from way back in the blog. I believe it was Matt’s brother Jonathan that I first noticed kept trying to get Matt to hop the rails and ride em to his destination. And all along his walk there have been train tracks. So I keep teasing about it that he must be cheating riding the rails and making it look like he’s walking. That’s how he’s making such good time! lol.
walk please…no jumping……Pay the ferryman…..or is this ferry less….I assume.
I was so wrong on my guess Jeff !!!!!! I think he will be there in a week or so.
Now you are right……see good guess… Matt knows when he will be done.
I’m loving this image. Beautiful bridge, water and sky.
On flickr zoom, at the right, it looks like a frog holding up a small yellow sign. I know, I know, it’s railroad related.
Looks like a little tiny miniature man holding up that little yellow track marker. Looks like that toy soldier to me from this shot it’s so small. he he.
Beautiful Matt, you are almost there. I’m happy you were safe through the trip. It has been an awesome trip following you and thank you for letting us be a part of it. I will surely miss coming on here and checking it out.
Matt, you made it to mine and Norb’s last home before we moved back to Pennsylvania. I worked in Kennewick and we lived in Richland.