"Nosmot you are crazy. There is NO way I am going up on that thing!"
JT took me to the pedestrian overpass today. I was amazed when we approached it. This thing looks like it could fall over if the wind blew too hard.
There I am, a couple steps from the top reflecting on why I am climbing this thing.
Immediatly to the north of the bridge. Wisconsin comes through in a big way baby.
Cresting the top stair looking along the surfice at foot level. For the most part the grafitti sucks with a few gems.
All little dudes. One stencil and two primative cave etchings.
Be weary, the hand of Man.
Weary be the Man and his Hand.