For the last bridge in this series it's appropriate that I choose a local bridge. This is one of the many bridges over Melbourne's Yarra River. It was taken on an evening as I headed to the rugby actually.
There were many things about this image that I couldn't resist and found myself grappling in my bag for my mobile phone to take the photo. The lamp pasts standing out against the skyline, the sun setting amongst the clouds, the city buildings in the background, the reflection on the river but perhaps mostly the delicate pattern of the wall of the bridge highlighted beautifully across the river itself.
This is a historic bridge. It would have been built for horse and carts but no longer takes vehicles, other than bicycles that is. It's a walking thoroughfare, on this occasion for very enthusiastic rugby supporters. At other times it would be for Australian Rules Football supporters, equally enthusiastic no doubt.
The Melbourne skyline with the Yarra River in front is often a stunning sight, particularly over the years as the skyscrapers have become taller, appearing more dramatic. Despite accusations that the river is dirty and polluted, it usually scrubs up well in photos like this. It helps not to think too much about it though.
There's something very special about walking across these historic bridges. There's something about them that isn't easily replicated in modern day bridges. They have a uniqueness about them. Perhaps the idea that they have stood for decades and many people have walked or ridden across them before me also makes for them playing a central part in the life of cities such as Melbourne.