A comment made by a friend really caught my attention. She said, “I think every bridge that crosses this river is like this one—made of steel.” I just had to get out and take a photo. As I stepped out of the car, I said, “If I have to walk in deep snow, I’m not going to photograph it.” Well, forget that . . . because even though the snow was up to my knees, I could not resist recording this scene. It is so American! The French Creek is located in western PA and is a tributary to the Allegheny River. But the word “creek” is a misnomer and most locals agree and call it The French River. I have to confess that if this is a creek, then all we have in Georgia are trickles.
Another view of the icy French Creek (River) as it speeds along toward the Allegheny River.