Day 4.307: Take me to the bridge!

Continuing our tour of locations of bridges washed out by Hurricane Irene...

We've had a sick-day today. We called-in to church, spent the day taking painkillers, playing the odd game, lounging in front of a movie and generally keeping our sniffles to ourselves (or at least only each-other). We did, however manage a brief outing this morning to walk a part of the Vlomankill Trail at Five Rivers.

We might have been moving slowly, but this little fellow was working at full speed:

The top left picture shows the general vicinity of the missing bridge.  We've played Pooh-sticks many times from it.  It's hard to tell exactly where it was due to the massive reconstruction effort that has taken place.  You can see some of the evidence of this work it in the bottom left photo.  The others show some more evidence of the high waters' passage through the area.

But not everything was damage and repair.  There were some peaceful views of late-autumnal woodland life too and the stream is as appealing as ever.

Photos are here.