The bridge

It's Reading Festival time again.
I had heard that they built a temporary bridge across The Thames to connect the main site to the family camping site (it would be about a 2 mile walk without it). I expected a little rope bridge or something but when I went down this morning I found this feat of engineering. Presumably it is constructed on the ground and then hoist into place when ready.
For the first time in years the Conventboys wont be going. They say they are getting too old for it - at 20 and 23! We will probably go away too. Shame, as I will miss the vibe it brings to the town.