There lies a dichotomy in my experience of logging the old-growth in the day. In so much as I loved the experience and pondered the ramifications of it at the same time.
Impressive and beautiful build to say the least. That trestle would have lasted long enough to extract the timber in that watershed and then be abandon without a second thought about it. Pull the tracks and move on to the next creek. Progress.. I guess.
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