Documentary filmaker Charles Guggenheim mounted a camera on the front of a train and ran it across the Eads Bridge. When I saw the film, I knew I would go there some day. I did.
I honeyed up to the East Abutment.
On the inside, I walked to the end of the bridge, turned around, and made a photograph of the east approach.
I dropped my son off at his school and heard on the radio that a coal barge was buring under the Eads Bridge. I went home, got my camera, went to the east side, and made an image of the bridge, the city, and the barge.
I love the way light picks up the dust on the bridge and bleeds through the coupling. The coupling, a complex piece of engineering, connects the round rib that supprts the train deck, to the zig-zag members that hold the ribs together, and the rods that form the wind truss, which also connects the ribs.