So nicknamed ‘Skinny’ because only skinny cars can pass over. Just five mins walk away, I wander here when we have had exceptional rainfall. It’s always worth hearing and seeing the spectacular thunderous roar of the river L’Ardour as she crashes through and under the bridge.
The original wooden bridge was regularly washed away by the flood of L’Adour, as you can imagine by the old photo on the plaque.
The existing concrete bridge was built in the early 1950s.