Elmira

As I wrote a few days ago, I swung by the hamlet of Elmira, Oregon on the way back to San Francisco. I wanted to visit it ever since reading what Richard Brautigan wrote about in "Revenge of the Lawn" about being a child and standing on the bridge over the Long Tom River at Elmira, gazing into the water. Having read this as a teenager I imagined a somewhat grand brige, probably some kind of cantilever job. But when I finally found the bridge, it was little more than a viaduct:

The pictures from the second half of my trip are here.

Elmira, Richard Brautigan,Oregon