Description Yesterday I made a wrong turn and ended up on a road on the outskirts of the city that felt like it suddenly appeared from somewhere back in the country, before 28th Street became the second busiest street in Grand Rapids, Michigan, and from somewhere back in time. I was in the city, in the present, I know that. But this scene appeared so suddenly to me. It's actually the road that leads to the Riverboat, so this time of year it is deserted. That's probably why it felt so out of time. And even though I was under a traffic bridge, actually a little ways down from one, I didn't notice the traffic noise. It was peaceful. I saw a biker who said a Bald Eagle had been spotted there the day before. But I was concentrating, again today, on the architecture of the bridge. With no traffic and no people around, I was able to set up my tripod wherever I wanted. I can't remember how many times I pressed the shutter release, about 100, I think. And it seems like there were so many ways to shoot this bridge. But I think this is my favorite shot. So I lived under the bridge today, taking pictures. That must make me a troll.** Please note. This is a photograph only. It has not been digitally manipulated in any way. It has been color corrected, exposure has been corrected, and there is some minimal dodge and burn. Other than that, this photograph has not been photomanipulated in any way.