For today’s run, I wanted to take my favorite trail. I have not been on it for a while,
but this beautiful fall weather promised a wonderful run. The trail was very secluded with several small streams to either jump over or use the wooden bridges provided. However, several months ago, we had some unusual hurricane weather followed by some flooding which left some of the bridges broken and in disarray. I came across one such bridge on my way out (e.g. this run was an out-and-back run). The bridge was intact, but the steps leading up to the bridge were washed away. That was ok, because runners can just jump up or stop and climb up to go across the bridge without the steps. Having the steps washed out was a little inconvenient, but runners were still able to go in the right direction and not need to turn back.
On the return trip, I crossed the bridge again. This time I noticed the missing steps were down the stream a wee bit. With a little effort, I thought they could be put back in place. So, I stopped my run, got a little dirty, and managed to move the heavy wooden step block back to its rightful place. I also tried to secure it a little better using an even heavier log. I placed the log in such a way to divert any floodwaters that may happen to come that way again. In the process I noticed I cut and bruised my hand a bit.