Harley Roxanne

It was pretty surprising how close the pedestrian walkway was to the overhead signs. As the path continued forward, I passed the maintenance entrance to the bridge aove the signs, blocked off by merely a simple gate.

One of the interesting things about this bridge, is that you get a closer look at some of the older buildings in the city first built on the waterfront.

You can see where old buildings were built upon and new pieces added, or where old buildings still remain, resulting in a mish-mash of architectural styles as the city grew over time.

Around the corner form the parking lot on the right, just blocks from this major highway, is the city’s oldest street. Elfreth’s Alley.

This bridge is a major channel for travel between Philadelphia and New Jersey. Below and to the right of the pedestrian walkway are tracks for regional trains. The bridge vibrates just a little bit more every time one goes by.

It was about 20 degrees fahrenheit with big gusts of wind, but I still saw a handful of runners jogging up and down the bridge.

This is when it started to get a little bit scary. The wind was much stronger here because of the height, and the bridge wiggled even more with the traffic.

This barrier was one of the beams for the bridge and only about four feet high. I was kneeling for this shot because I was afraid the wind would blow me over the barrier and onto the road below.

At this point, the wind and cold were really getting to be too much for me. Even if something terrible happened, my hands were useless to grab anything because they were numb with the cold. I turned quickly to get this shot of the city and go back down the bridge.

About 1/4 of the bridge left to go from here.

The home stretch. I felt much better being back at the entry point for the bridge. Right after I took this photo, I stuffed my camera back in my bag and walked as fast as I could to get back home and get warm again.