Well, not exactly a “top of the rock” kind of image, but it seemed close enough. Actually it’s more like a “top of the bridge” image. The Portageville High Bridge in Letchworth State Park to be exact. I was down there a couple of weeks ago hoping to see some brilliant fall color (there wasn’t any) and wound up photographing this train instead. A train that I was surprised to see. I thought I’d read something this past spring about the bridge, that it was going to be removed because it needed some major repair work (it was built in 1875). Apparently it hasn’t happened yet. And apparently trains are still crossing the thing. Very, very slowly I should add. Personally, I think it must scare the bejesus out of anybody who’s on the train. I’ve been visiting Letchworth for a long time and the bridge has always looked a bit rickety to me. You also see people up there on foot. They’re not supposed to be, but you see them there fairly often. Not, however, when a train’s crossing.
I’ve taken this picture before, but never with a train up there. This image reminds me of one of those old movies where the bad guys blow up a railroad bridge just before the train arrives and the whole thing goes crashing down into the river below. With explosions and fire. Not this time, though. The train crossed safely and I went back to my car to go look for some color. Color that I still couldn’t find.
If they do remove the bridge I think I’ll be a little sad. I’ve always liked the way it looks there, silhouetted against the sky, above the falls. It’s the proverbial “Nature / Human Influence” landscape. Without the bridge, it’ll just be another hole in the sky.