I tried very hard to keep on driving and not stop to take photos. I was on the phone and kept saying, "I'm not going to stop. I'm not going to stop." I got on the bridge and said, "We really need to be on the bridge ... I HAVE TO STOP!" I whipped to the side and ran to the middle of the bridge. My friend, Lorie, left her clothes at the laundramat and drove 70 mph down a back road so she could take pictures of the fading sunset with me. Addiction at its finest. :-)