New England is a land drenched in history. Cobblestone streets, costumed characters, and endless tours confirm this nearly fantastical theme from Boston to Bar Harbor. However, most times it seems too distant to actually experience. While you walk the same streets as Paul Revere, you can’t quite imagine him grabbing a pint at the Bell In Hand next to the sorority girl working on her third attempt at an acceptable selfie. In some respects, it’s difficult to appreciate those historical subtleties when the current context is so contradicting. At those times, you have to escape the city limits and find those monuments that still stand testament to a past life. Things that are tangible, able to be experienced, almost precisely as they were before. Some of my personal favorite artifacts for this purpose would have to be steel bridges.