Bridge Out

Bridge Out

Camp Claiborne, Louisiana. The first time I went into Camp Claiborne (even though there was a signing point the way and there were no gates or anything to indicate otherwise), I “felt” like it was somewhere I shouldn’t be. The farther I drove, the more over-grown things were, which reinforced that. Then, I came to this. Bridge out. “Yep, get a few pictures and get the heck outta here!” N6

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