The bridge of nowhere

A day off work today, but I attended the funeral of the husband of a friend. A sad day. A funeral on a glorious, clear day like today always seems to be worse somehow. Lots of opportunities for blips on the east coast of Lewis, but I decided on this shot of the famous "bridge to nowhere" (there was a plan to extend the road further north, but after crossing this incredibly solid bridge, the track fades out onto the open moor.Sort of a metaphor for life, I suppose...