My friends decided to build a bridge because
a cottonwood fell across the river right in front of their house. It was close enough to where they wanted to cross that it seemed like a reasonable idea.
This is the view from upriver, looking downstream. Of course, it wasn’t this perfect by accident. The tree trunk was moved to the best place and is being stabilized before a handrail gets attached. Christy and Steve moved the cottonwood trunk into place with a comealong. (This comealong sells for $12.09, so it’s definitely the cheapest way to move big weights.
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This is the view from downstream, looking up. The structure holding the near end of the trunk is artfully obscured by the red twig dogwood.
This end of the tree is forked, and they built a structure of notched logs to support it.
This is the only homemade bridge I can recall seeing. Most every bridge we cross has state sanction… but not this. I saw Christy scamper across it, but I’m holding out for a handrail until the water is warmer
and the dog wanted me to mention that she has no intention of ever using the bridge. Ever.
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