Old highway

As a boy in my father's car, I came over this highway. It was gravel and it was narrow -- I remember alder bushes swatting our car whenever my father had to pull over a little for a passing car coming from the other direction. The alders on the other side swatted at that car too.

That was over sixty years ago. About five years later this highway was superseded by a more modern, wider, straighter, and paved highway a few hundred metres away. This one became a pathway for local people to get into the country.

It's still a solid road, but the bridges are no longer being repaired. It's great for walking.

And yesterday some friends and I walked a half dozen kilometers including a stretch of this highway.