I walked back into the woods across the street to photograph an old broken bridge that has been rotting there since the prison was a college. Theres a nice ravine along the way so, big surprise, I decided to give a panorama a go. These files will take a long time for my old computer to stitch so they may be loaded another day if it can handle it. Here's a single frame of it.
I finally arrived at the bridge and it was gone! It had been ancient and unwalkable even when I was a kid. It had taken a few blows from fallen trees and the middle had collapsed but there was something there to photograph before. Now it's an unrecognizable pile of wood. This really bums me out. I grew up playing in these woods and the bridge was always there, daring us to cross though none of us ever got very far before we chickened out. Here's a couple shots I took of it in October '08.