I always had a fond appreciation for bridges, and their profound beauty. I never knew how they were made so structurally sound, the whole process just seemed so magical to me. But it wasn't until January 30th, 2018 I became a bridge hunter. Upon my brothers untimely passing, I found he had a bridge hunter account, and his love for bridges became apparent. I decided to blossom my curiosity for bridges into something substantial, and began documenting local bridges where I live. January 30th was the day I made the promise at his funeral to continue his bridge hunting legacy, and here I am to share my knowledge and photos within the fellow bridge hunting community. I have become engulfed in bridges, and couldn't be more graceful! Happy Bridge Hunting!