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The Benjamin Franklin Bridge

The Ben Franklin Bridge

The Ben Franklin bridge, perpetually visible.

Photograph of The Ben Franklin Bridge: My Thoughts

When I am in Philadelphia, the Ben Franklin Bridge is always in view. From my desk, I look out over Kensington, over Fishtown, and across Northern Liberties to see Pennsylvanians and New Jersians traveling to and fro.

In the mornings, my runs take me underneath the bridge. Sometimes, my running route takes me across the bridge into Camden. Other times I stretch mid-run on Race Street Pier, which served as  the vantage point for this photograph.  All the while, staring at the Ben Franklin.

To sum it up, I spend a lot of time looking at this Bridge. ‘Bout time I photographed it.

The Ben Franklin Bridge Photograph:


History of The Benjamin Franklin Bridge

The Ben Franklin Bridge has spanned the Delaware for over 80 years.  Wow.  80 years.  How old is that in bridge years?

For time sake, I’ve quickly gathered the Wiki-history of this incredible Philadelphia landmark:

“The Benjamin Franklin Bridge — known informally as the Ben Franklin Bridge and originally named the Delaware River Bridge — is a suspension bridge across the Delaware River connecting Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and Camden, New Jersey. Owned and operated by the Delaware River Port Authority, it is one of four primary vehicular bridges between Philadelphia and southern New Jersey, along with the Betsy Ross, Walt Whitman, and Tacony-Palmyra Bridges.

The chief engineer of the bridge was Polish-born Ralph Modjeski, its design engineer was Leon Moisseiff, and the supervising architect was Paul Philippe Cret. At its completion on July 1, 1926, its 1,750-foot (533-meter) span made it the world’s longest suspension bridge span, a distinction it would hold until the opening of the Ambassador Bridge in 1929.”  – borrowed from Wikipedia on 6/14/2013

Map of the Ben Franklin Bridge


Lake Tahoe

I captured these images back in 2006 at Lake Tahoe. Two friends and I ventured west to slide our shred-sticks down mountains. Twas my first time past doing so. This past week I scanned the negatives from that trip, converting them to digital files.

Many great photos exist amongst those digital negatives. Here are a few which could not wait to be published online.

Enjoy, until the shred returns.