I just love this concrete bridge. It marks the gateway to
the island, and it’s elegant, slim, stylish, and it gets
people from A to B. On
a grey day it doesn’t even has to be painted, which probably suits Scotland. Occasionally
boats moor up in front of it, but that makes the view even more attractive. The
lighthouse just beyond the bridge is the perfect setting for man versus nature,
and there’s very little that the bridge does to obstruct the view of the hills
beyond. In some cases it’s better as it blocks out the monstrosity beyond it,
until you get underneath it. I thought it was a small oil refinery but it turns
out that it’s a salmon farm. Even though there’s a fair amount of traffic on
the bridge, it's far enough not to disturb the tranquillity of the village. It’s
a shame that I never physically set foot on it, especially when there’s a
section of parkland beyond it.
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