What a beautiful video. I also heard that people in the old days liked them because horses weren't scared to go on them like a regular bridge because they thought they were going into a little barn! 😊
I remember one covered bridge just north of Oxford Ohio on the way to Somerville where my grandparents graves in the Somerville Cemetery.. In the early 50's it was a working bridge and you could drive over it. Crossing in a car you heard the distinctive noise of each plank on the floor. In 2000 when I was back in Ohio it was still there and a modern concrete bridge replaced it. In my home town of Lebanon Ohio there was a concrete bridge at the foot of Broadway where it crossed Turtle Creek. There was a plaque saying it was the oldest Concrete Span in the State of Ohio. One name on the bridge was my Great Grandfather John M. Snook who was Warren Co, Ohio Bridge commissioner in 1898. That time was the beginning of the end of wooden bridges.
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Fantastic video!
I absolutely adored cover bridges !
What a beautiful video. I also heard that people in the old days liked them because horses weren't scared to go on them like a regular bridge because they thought they were going into a little barn! 😊
Very informative
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I remember one covered bridge just north of Oxford Ohio on the way to Somerville where my grandparents graves in the Somerville Cemetery.. In the early 50's it was a working bridge and you could drive over it. Crossing in a car you heard the distinctive noise of each plank on the floor. In 2000 when I was back in Ohio it was still there and a modern concrete bridge replaced it. In my home town of Lebanon Ohio there was a concrete bridge at the foot of Broadway where it crossed Turtle Creek. There was a plaque saying it was the oldest Concrete Span in the State of Ohio. One name on the bridge was my Great Grandfather John M. Snook who was Warren Co, Ohio Bridge commissioner in 1898. That time was the beginning of the end of wooden bridges.