I recently drove through the golden hills of Amador County, in particular down Fiddletown Road. This road runs along crevices where water runs during the spring, in creeks and in spots, simply rivelets. Across these temporary streams, there have been bridges built to cross from the road to the other side, where people have built homes.
It's a wonderful drive, especially if you like bridges. To me, bridges are highly symbolic, with expressions of "having reached the other side" and even more, "making a connection." So, personally, I love to see funky little bridges as well as the big beautiful ones you can find in and around Sacramento.
I was even able to find a bridge made by the joining of tree branches as they reached across Fiddletown Road towards each other.
The bridges drive was just one of the many wonders I experience everytime I head for the hills. There are so many amazing things to see if you're not simply plugging along staring aimlessly out the window as we are so often wont to do. Just paying a little attention can reap huge rewards in the hill country. Look for textures and juxtapositions. You'll quickly find old worn fenceposts, dating back a couple of decades sharing ground with an electric fence or telephone pole. Amidst a grassy field, there will be an old upended tree trunk with it's roots reaching for the sky.
Just look a little harder next time you're winding through the Gold Country and see if you don't find some bridges that interest you.
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