Skunk River Photo Essay
Today, Avy and I walked three miles along the Skunk River Water Trail, which I learned stretches for thirty-two miles from Story City to south of Huxley. (Map, next-to-last pic.)
Avy and I set off from a parking lot down the road from the historic site of Soper’s Mill.
The terrain similar to my walk last week, I wondered what I’d photograph.
And then, we discovered a dilapidated bridge stretching over the Skunk. And of course, there were a few other photo ops along the way.
Winter Textures Along the Skunk River
Wooden bridge, bending and buckling until it becomes part of the woods again.
Winding into the woods
Poor old bridge
The river, winding on, unconcerned with the state of the bridge.
I hope there’s another crossing.
Tangled angles and textures.
Avy The Nose catches the scent…of something!
A bright white streak on the forest floor. Who lost this?
An entirely different bridge, with its modern, metal framework. No dilapidated, wooden maze, this.
Skunk River Trail map
Soper’s Mill history
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