The Deh Cho Bridge is a one km-long cable-stayed bridge across a 1.6 km span of the Mackenzie River on the Yellowknife Highway near Fort Providence, Northwest Territories.
I’ve crossed many bridges, both physical and figurative. Some have been “cable-stayed” and others have been ready to fall into an immense crevasse.
The figurative bridges have sometimes been the very worst and I would have given anything to have had decking under my feet.
How about you?
20 thoughts on “The Bridge”
I’ve never been a fan of bridges, Lynette. I remember there was a bridge on the way to a Maryland beach that I refused to cross while driving. My friend had to take the wheel. 🙂
They can certainly be unnerving, especially if there’s any sway going on. This bridge is stable and the view rather breathtaking. I have occasionally had problems walking over bridges that are high. I’ve had to just grit my teeth and force myself. Not fun.
I hear you on the figurative bridges right now, Lynette. I think we are all on one of those during the pandemic. As to the real think the Mackinac Bridge in Michigan is one of the scariest. Many can not drive across its length, so the bridge authority has volunteers to drive their car across. You also do not want to be on the bridge when the wind is blowing. Stay well and stay sure footed on the bridges. Allan
Thanks for your good wishes, Allan. 🙂
I definitely feel like I’ve been on one long bridge since this pandemic began. Fingers crossed, we’ll be lining up for our vaccine in a few weeks.
Good morning. You are a hardy person. Beautiful territory, but so much snow and cold.
Thank you. 🙂 I’m looking forward to being a hardy person who lives in the south. 😉
Figurative bridges, indeed, are difficult, but I also find many actual bridges to be unnerving. It’s the swaying in the wind that gets me–yikes!
That swaying feels so strange (although not as strange as the time I was in a mild earthquake. The building felt like it was going to slowly tip over – such an odd sensation). Yes, yikes!
When I was younger, I lived beside the River Humber in Hessle, East Yorkshire, when they were constructing the Humber Bridge, which was, at the time, the longest single span suspension bridge in the world. It’s an extraordinary structure, with a certain beauty to it. I’ve driven across it many times, but never managed to walk it, and now I’m too far away to do that. In common with many suspension bridges, it is closed in high winds.
Figurative bridges have a dual quality for me. Since they generally promise to lead to a better place but, in common with most people I have a natural resistance to change, I have to gather my courage and take that first step. It’s something I’ve done, either voluntarily or from necessity, many times in my 72 years. And in almost every case it has been a journey worth making.
Lovely picture, Lynette.
Thank you, Stuart. 🙂 And thank you for your wise, thoughtful comment.
Like you, I’ve crossed many figurative bridges. They have both scared and delighted me, as have the solid bridges I have driven and walked. I find that as I get older, the problem bridges (both concrete and figurative) are less of a problem, though. I think that, like many people, I had embroidered and constructed my own frightful version of them.
True, Lynette, our imaginative constructs often outdo the reality by a wide margin. And I agree with you about the effects of aging. Mind you, I’m now finding it’s more a matter of whether I have the energy, rather than any fear of change!
Oh yes, the energy levels are always interesting surprise. 😉
Figurative bridges are usually harder to tackle and unfortunately take more time to “cross”. Either way, it’s quite the adventure to cross a physical and figurative bridge and both have the potential for something more promising on the other side.
I’m finding both types of bridges easier to navigate as I get older. You’re right, the figurative bridges can take a very long time, but both types have lots of positive potential.
What a wonderful idea for a post using the bridge metaphor. How many chasms have we crossed ourselves, or detours avoided thanks to bridges. Fortunately I was saved literally by a friend who donated a kidney in 2019 – a bridge to health and a longer life. – David
Thank you very much. 🙂 It’s amazing the bridges we are able to cross with help from friends – yours literally saved you.
Thanks Lynette. I agree. By the way, the Peach is wearing a mask 🙂
That’s great! 🙂 Btw, most people might think we’re communicating in code. 😉
Oh, definitely, the figurative bridges are the trickiest. Both to build and to negotiate.
I still think we should build them though. Seems the only way forward. 🙂
I like your insight. I didn’t think about the building part, only the crossing part. But yes, building them ourselves is imperative. Thanks for your comment. 🙂
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