
And the view from along the bridge. Surprisingly, there were a few other people out walking the bridge that night.

The thick fog began to break up, and drift down the river. Here you can see the I-430 Bridge briefly illuminated by the lights of a passing ambulance.

I headed across the bridge and followed the trail, until it went beyond the lights into the inky darkness of the forest.

And the same view reflected in a large puddle. I was startled by a bunch of deer that nonchalantly walked across the trail while I was trying to take pictures here.

Most of the fog had dissipated, so I headed back to the car. I stopped for one last shot, looking back over at the I-430 Bridge and the clearing fog.

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