A good place to ponder life and death; I shot this over a barrier warning people to stay off the bridge. If you fell through you'd land on railroad tracks. I do like the Portra. I liked NC best but the new stuff will do.
It's nice how the reddish rust cuts through and contrasts with the cool blue tone of the rest of the scene. And it's a thought-provoking scene, too. How does the 'same' society that considered this bridge essential enough to build in the first place come to decide we no longer need it? You could discuss that for quite a while.
The bridge was once part of a street that crossed over the railroad. Now it dead-ends at the barricade. It's in a neighborhood that's decaying. I see this in towns all over the Northeast--it's rural decay rather than urban. The blue tone and overcast sky is courtesy of Ian (the hurricane). It spun out a string of high clouds all the way to Canada.