The I-182 bridge crosses the Columbia River between Richland and Pasco, Washington. Before it's construction, Pasco was mostly centered around two older bridges to the east that cross the river to Kennewick.
Once this bridge was built, Pasco started creeping toward it. Today this area, once all sagebrush, rabbits and rattlesnakes, mosaics still utlized agricultural areas with upscale homes, shopping centers, new schools and churches.
A week or so ago, while heading toward I-182 to cross the river, I missed a turn and ended up below it instead. Fortunately there was a small area for a turn-around in this spot; but when I turned in to turn around I noticed these fabulous perspectives shooting over my head. I had to stop.
Someone on flickr commented they hoped I hadn't had to sit in the weeds for this sketch. I had to smile some because where I was sitting - was in my truck.