_{Photograph by @paradise-found}

As a child growing up in Central Wisconsin my family would pass this view on each drive to my Grandparents farm. At that time there was an old steel bridge crossing Mill Creek at this very spot. There were usually many fishermen lined up on the bridge, and as we passed by my father would always ask if the fish were biting. The old bridge has long been removed, and was not replaced. However the splendor of memories and visual beauty will always bring me back for the chance to catch one more fish. @paradise-found