I’ve run under this cool trestle a gazillion times, but tonight was the first time a train was passing overhead.  It was a bit unsettling to run under a bridge with a train moving by just a few feet above.  The trestle floor is not solid; you can look up from underneath and see the underside of the cars passing overhead.


I also love the railroad bridge that crosses the river. 


It has a nostalgic feel. 


The artwork on the train cars is captivating.


Another perfect Juneathon evening, when I can run at almost 9pm and it is light out. 


Another 2 miles in the fitness log book.

I’m reading The Appeal, by John Grisham.  It’s a good one.

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