We crossed a couple of hanging bridges adjacent to each other enroute to Sringeri and I could not help but stop and take these pictures..One of them was defunct , but it had more charm than the other newly built bridge.I was tempted to cross over to the other side and lose myself in the wild..but as Frost said
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep. "
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