I’ve known a guy that lived in Mpls but worked in Eagan. His commute consisted of biking on the Mendota Bridge, 12 months of the year. He used to fill his pants legs with the old-timey computer forms (sprocket holed stuff), and then wrapping the outside with rubber bands before heading home. I saw him on the bridge a few times, and it was scary to see. I could only envision a truck bumping him off the side of the bridge at night, and his body not being found until late in the spring.
The Mendota Bridge is 4000 feet long, and the ground clearance is 100 feet above the Minnesota River. From a canoe, the piers of this bridge has some of the scariest and biggest spiders I’ve ever seen in the wild.
