I wanted to practice capturing light trails, so I set up my tripod on the median, facing toward Gatineau, just before the bridge. The image wasn't very sharp and the lighting cast a dominantly green hue, but I did manage to capture the taillights of cars heading to Hull and headlights of cars arriving in Ottawa.
That was in 1986.
Over the decades, I'd find myself returning to this bridge countless times, at all hours of the day. I would turn my lens toward Parliament Hill. I would walk to the top of Nepean Point and shoot the bridge from above. I would capture fireworks streaming, like a bright, colourful waterfall, down the side of the bridge, into the Ottawa River.
It's one of my favourite bridges in the city.
The last time I photographed the Alexandra Bridge was during my last photo walk. I stood at the bottom of the Rideau Canal locks, between Parliament Hill and the Chateau Laurier, with the National Gallery up on the ridge that lead to the bridge. Between sunset and blue hour: one of the best times of the day.
I'll always remember my first photo. I'm far from taking my last.
What's your favourite bridge in Ottawa? Leave a comment.
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