One night Matt, the mutts, and I hiked up a dark trail in the dead of winter to get a shot of The St. Johns Bridge in which we could look down upon it. The west side of the bridge rests against a ridge that is probably one of the only ways to get some height for the particular shot. Most other times of year the trees and foilage would obstruct some of the view. We waited for a string of traffic to head towards the west in order to get some light trails to give the shot a dramatic effect. This bridge is definitely a favorite of all of the bridges that inhabit Portland.
St. Johns Bridge, Portland, Oregon 2010
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