Here's the Part Where I Start Flooding You With Pictures...

We went down the bike path to watch the sun set from this bridge, although for some odd reason it just went from daytime to darkness in the blink of an eye, with no real sunset to speak of. We did get eaten alive by mosquitoes though...so the trip wasn't a total waste of time. Heh.
Watch the four year old single handedly move the steel bridge with little more than his trike and his shear will.
Bridge moving is hard. And bridge movers get thirsty.