I was out early this morning looking for local fishermen to shoot for a friend who is doing a talk on local fishing. It was foggy and fishermen were still in bed or perhaps the salmon have moved to far upriver in their spawning for the local fishermen to want to get in their boats. The bridge in all its many moods never ceases to catch my eye. Thanks to all for your affirmation of my sale of my first photo.
So this is the same bridge as in the first photograph you ever sold? It is a marvelous place with all the fog and old pilings sticking out of the water.
