This covered bridge is framed nicely by the fence and yellow leaves and a light fog in the air added to the peaceful scene. That was until a car came from the other side, stopped inside the bridge in the middle and began cranking out some music? This lasted a good five minutes, then the horn honked a few times and out the driver came, all by himself? I know the horn honking is an old tradition but why the music first will remain a mystery I guess. Maybe it was remembering an old flame that made the trip with you years ago?