Showing posts with label remote. Show all posts
Showing posts with label remote. Show all posts
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Rusty in Remote
Some of you may remember when I posted this old car in Remote, Oregon before. I stopped and got another shot last time I went by. A lot more grass in the area but still a great old car.. and barn. Plus, everywhere you look this time of year you get the blackberry vines.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Valley Clouds
Saturday, December 9, 2006
Sandy Creek Bridge and Memories
Sandy Creek (Remote) Covered Bridge
Location:
From Roseburg travel west on Highway 42 approximately 31 miles to Remote. Sandy Creek Bridge is on the north side of Highway 42, 1/4 mile west of the Remote exit.
Background:
The Sandy Creek covered bridge carried traffic on Oregon Highway 42 until it was bypassed in 1949. The 60-foot span was considered short in comparison to other covered bridges built on Oregon highways.
The bridge is strengthened by two crossed Howe truss members on each chord, a rarity in short covered bridges.
An additional aspect of the bridge is the use of large-framed windows on both sides of the structure, maximizing the illumination of the bridge interior.
In late 1981, a plan was developed to make a park at the bridge and use the old wooden structure as a covered picnic site. The Myrtle Point Lions Club adopted the bridge as a major project.
Work at the site began in 1982 and included a new roof, replacing boards and structural pieces, clearing brush and applying a coat of white paint. The park was dedicated in 1984 and now includes a tourist information center at the bridge site.
The nearby community of Remote received its name, it is believed, due to its geographic isolation.
I lived in the tiny community of Remote, Oregon during most of my childhood. It consisted of one store with a post office, the covered bridge and a scattering of houses. The store has been closed for years but I have fond memories of Esther Jennings-Lancaster, who owned the store. She always took time to visit with me even when I was a child. It seemed she knew everything! As an adult, I still stopped to say hi whenever I passed through the area. Her husband, Powell Lancaster, was my 5th grade school teacher.
Photographer Phil Douglis has another photo taken at Remote here
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