55.36 Andorra: Bridge and towns as we discover a link to nowhere. We thought the Tibetan Bridge was in...
We reach the first milestone, maybe more stones than miles, on our way to the bridge. Looking back at the town of El Tartar. We came across the Tibetan Bridge by chance as the formal entrance is on the other (far) side. The ever-mountainous Andorra. I don’t get a lot correct these days, but I think I scored on this one. We were hiking in Els Plans, Andorra. After cresting a mountain, I headed down the other side. Without expecting too much excitement, I continued toward the valley, besides mountains and forests of trees. I walked at a leisurely pace with the intention of turning around soon thereafter. We were coming off some tough hikes, both suffering from illness and injury, respectively. Suddenly, I did a double-take. Across from me, in fact, a matter of a hundred yards was the beginning of a suspension bridge. We later ascertained that it is 2,000 yards in extent and the second longest in the world. It really is a wow. One could not help but gaze in...