View of the Columbia River and the postcard view.
This was where I first saw the Bridge of the Gods.I had driven almost 3,000 miles altogether to see this bridge.
It was August and river chiggers and gnats abound,along with all kinds of other summer insects but none of that bothered me.Alone with that river just changed my life.I reflected upon my journey and what I had been through.I had traveled so far and now it was starting to feel like home.
The trials,tribulations,fantasies,photos and dreams come true of a wanton travel junkie.The travel bug has infected me in the last two years and I can never get enough.What will happen when I run of world to explore.Come on in and look around,sit a spell,lets exchange journeys.
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