Our goal was to scout out the last remnants of the Autumn colors in the north central part of the state. We stopped off at the little town of Shirley to get some photos of an old railroad bridge that crosses the Little Red River. There used to be a railway from Leslie along the river that carried White Oak staves for making whiskey barrels back at the turn of the century. They have laid boards on it and poured
concrete so you can drive across it now. At your own risk I might add.. Just another one of those sights to see that are slowly disappearing from society.