The Sandusky Bridge Spans the Imagination

Forest City interlude

The smoke from hundreds of fires had the California sky saturated. It was a perfect time to escape to the mountains for a breath of clear, cool air. At 4800 feet, Forest City was above the funky atmosphere. Lisa put out the call for trail builders and anyone looking for some fun work and groovy riding. Two others from the Bay Area showed up, Joy and Eric. Dan, Brad and Zack formed the rest of the trail crew for the day.

For more than 100 years, the cabin has hosted many interesting times

Eastern ramp to the Sandusky span

Pippin keeps tabs on the workers

Dan, Zack and Brad doing the grunt work

Western ramp taking shape

Zack feeds the mixer

Joy diligently fills the bucket with small stones

Labor of love (of bikin') for Lisa

Bridge takes shape

The engineer gazes at the creation

Lisa braves the frigid plunge

Cabin works well as a bike rack

Ryan, Joy and Lisa headin' out for fun

Zack shreds the river crossing

The Sprites of Plum Creek

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