I've always called this "Bat Bridge." Hundreds, maybe thousands of bats roost underneath because it is their home. I've stood on the bridge many times at sundown and watched them fly out beneath me. If my arms were longer, I think I could almost reach out and touch them. The moment the sun disappears on the horizon they start their nightly ( Read more... )

Pete and I went to the Palma Sola Boat Basin and stood on the bridge facing west just before sundown hoping to see some of the bats I’ve been hearing about that live under the bridge. Just like the story of Dracula, hundreds and hundreds came flying out from under the bridge moments after the sun disappeared below the horizon, but they were so ( Read more... )