The Monroe Street Bridge, now under renovation. My Father used to ride his bike across the railing of this bridge. He's also been known to fly upside down under other bridges and my mom got so pissed at him she made sure that his pilot's license expired. He still loves to fly- and I have to wonder if all those years back when he was a kid if he didn't wonder what it would be like to just ride his bike off the edge of that railing...and soar.