tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4313728863646854771.post4087683492538220285..comments2024-03-27T03:12:14.137-04:00Comments on SWPA Rural Exploration: The Clarksville/Pitt Gas Swinging Bridgechippertheripperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00002879413508435338noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4313728863646854771.post-18685463878097970052022-01-20T08:38:24.876-05:002022-01-20T08:38:24.876-05:00I fished off and around that bridge many times as ...I fished off and around that bridge many times as a kid. My mother grew up on 2nd Street.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08035801996384966427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4313728863646854771.post-77519543489186295432015-04-05T23:57:20.661-04:002015-04-05T23:57:20.661-04:00I grew up in Pitt Gas and crossed this bridge hund...I grew up in Pitt Gas and crossed this bridge hundreds of times. It also was my "thinking place" when I had some serious thinking to do and we always brought visitors to see it. Once while coming back from Clarksville as I reached the Pitt Gas side of the bridge I noticed a huge snake sunning itself right there on the bridge, where I needed to walk! I ran back to the other side and picked up some stones and threw them near the snake, who slithered off the bridge and down towards the water. Another time I crossed it in the morning to pick up my ride to Penn Commercial College and that evening when he dropped me off I discovered someone had set fire to a part of the bridge and about ten planks were missing. Remember because it was my birthday and I had to put down my books and my leftover box of cake and shimmy across the metal side beam, scared to death. Made it home, just up the hill and my dad drove me all the way around to pick up my books and cake. The bridge was repaired several times because of mischief makers. Seems there is always someone who takes perverse pleasure in ruining something others enjoy. I'd sure like to see this restored and if there is some sort of effort to that effect, I'd like to contribute. I'll check back here now and then to see if anyone knows about a restoration effort.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4313728863646854771.post-71541929196626836222013-01-18T19:48:32.137-05:002013-01-18T19:48:32.137-05:00My dad used to take me across this bridge. Come to...My dad used to take me across this bridge. Come to think of it, it wasn't in much better shape then LOL. Jessica McCorthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02414604036752438988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4313728863646854771.post-70725077500618828722011-04-05T12:53:19.914-04:002011-04-05T12:53:19.914-04:00there was also once a swinging bridge between Brad...there was also once a swinging bridge between Braden and Burson in ClarksvilleJudy Bartusnoreply@blogger.com