As you approach it you can’t miss the octagonal tower just by the side of the bridge, standing tall and mighty. It was used as prison tower and torture chamber once and used to probably echo with shrieks and screams of the prisoners then. That day, when we were there, it was so peacefully silent.

The bridge is unique, it is wooden and as I walked over it I felt I heard creaking noises under my feet. My visual senses were engrossed in observing the paintings in the triangular panels above. To appreciate them one has to have good knowledge of the history of Switzerland, but a mention of date here and some notes there gave a rough idea of what was being depicted. What amazed me most was the clarity of these 17th century paintings. I had a stiff neck by the time I covered the entire 200m stretch, looking up at those 120 marvelous paintings.
A fire in 1993 had damaged the bridge, and many paintings were lost. The bridge was reconstructed and a note there mentioned that the lost paintings were replaced in 2003. I haven’t seen a more interesting bridge before. Have you?







