Is that the old bridge on the right? I had thought they had scrapped it after part of it sunk. Ah, the good old days. I used to ride across the old bridge to go to the hydroplane races in the summer. My dad used to bike-commute to Coleman Dock (he worked at the shipyard in Bremerton), and he rode into Seattle on Saturdays to do a loop of the library and the University Bookstore. He'd ride home through the Arboretum, Leschi, and along the lake on his way home.

Are those building over your left shoulder private homes? Those weren't there when I lived on the island. I did have a friend who lived just to the right (in this picture) of the old bridge. It was a beautiful home on the lake, but all night long you heard semi-truck downshifting to climb up the bridge, and the rumbling as they went over the grating at the end. It sounded like they were driving right through her living room!