Well, I looked at the bridge from all the obvious angles and decided the only true gonzo place to shoot from would be with me over the side of the highest bridge in California, the Foresthill Bridge. Traffic was passing occasionally and the vibration made me a little sick to my stomach so I figured just part of me over the edge would be good enough for the shot.
My guess is that I was somewhat less than 700 feet from the canyon floor because of the slope of the riverbed. But still toes hanging off the edge made for a quite twitchy experience. LOL!
Shot straight down, using the Nikon D90 and the 18-105 MM Nikkor lens, from the south side of the Auburn Bridge, this is my left foot with about 2/3’s of my foot still hanging on rather well. What you can’t see is that I composed the shot to only show the concrete edge of the roadway’s surface. There was a very thick iron railing that was taller than chest high and too narrow for the rest of my shoe to fit thru between me and certain death.If I had been leaning forward as far as I could, I couldn’t have come close to falling.
A good number of people have jumped tho. Many for fame, some for money, a ton for movies and TV, and a quite a few needed to mishandle their lives one final time. On that note, more to come. But no, I didn’t jump. I wouldn’t have needed to: the wind was gusting at about 30 mph and could have easily caused me to lose my balance with toes hanging off the edge. There wasn’t anyone close by me at the time so I would have had to scream "Oooooops! on the way down so that people who found the small gooey puddle that used to be called Lenny would know I didn’t jump to die. LOL!