Vance Creek Bridge

As most NW hipster-types do, last weekend I ventured to Vance Creek Bridge with a few friends. The day started and ended with a ferry ride! There's nothing quite like a salty breeze, or dodging seagull droppings for that matter and getting hit by the ricochet...

In between the ferry rides we drank apple cider, threw rocks (I fail miserably), watched as cups slid from our backpacks and tumbled off the side of the bridge (348 feet high!), and took deep breaths as we stepped one plank at a time across the bridge (well, some of us had to take deep breaths). 100 feet above solid ground never looked so close as it did when I neared the other side of the bridge :) Definitely worth it!