Arkansas memories.

Coming up from Dallas and spent the night in Rogers. Decided to take the back way from Rogers up thru Branson on the way home (Illinois). My shortcut took me thru Beaver AR and the unknown to me Beaver Bridge. My wife was openly hostile when she took one look at what laid ahead at that crossing as I was calmly making peace with my maker. Was a pretty heavy rainstorm at the time , can't imagine what those backroads are like in heavy snow.