Like I said in my recent post about climbing bridges, the photos don't always do much for me but the experience of accessing these places and seeing the world in a way that most people never will is what keeps me doing this.
This particular night Brandon and I had actually planned on spending the night exploring tunnels under the city but when that fell through we decided to go in an entirely different direction.
The first stop was an easy one that we both had done before but it had been years.
Our next location required a little more cunning and a modest vertical leap, followed by 234 stairs.
After a grabbing some much needed pizza at Edison's we went to our final location for the night, a jack knife lift bridge. The climb was shockingly easy, just exhausting especially after all of the stairs that we had already climbed that night.
I keep telling myself that I'm too old to be doing this stupid stuff. I try to talk myself into staying home and watching Netflix instead of climbing around on buildings and bridges all night, but the truth is that I have no good reason not to climb.