A Photographic Study of All Things West Virginia

Swinging Bridge

I’m not sure how common swinging bridges are elsewhere in the U.S., but I remember seeing quite a few of them as a kid growing up in West Virginia.  Over time, however, their use seems to have dwindled, and nowadays you’re about as likely to run across a sasquatch.

Swinging bridges were so much fun to cross.  The “deck” seemed to always be made of semi-rotten planks, with about half of those missing.  And as you walked across you’d experience a vertigo-inducing rocking, swaying, sagging motion that seemed destined to sink the whole contraption into the watery depths.  With each safe passage you’d swear a miracle had occurred, but looking back now I realize that I miss them.

The swinging bridge in the image below spans the Greenbrier River a couple miles downstream from Durbin, West Virginia.  I wanted to relive some childhood memories and make a crossing, but unfortunately the bridge was private and posted aggressively as such.

Greenbrier River, West Virginia

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One response

  1. elmediat

    Beautiful colour and use of perspective.

    June 23, 2011 at 10:57 pm

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