Friday. Friday I was riding home, just leaving town over the sketchy bridge, when 10 feet past it I found two law enforcement vehicles blocking the highway shoulder. They appeared to be after something or someone under the bridge. So my options for continuing were take the two feet of the shoulder they left, with heavy traffic cresting the bridge and speeding up for the highway, leaving them about a second to notice me and move to the other (probably occupied) lane or slow down, or get off and walk along the steep embankment past the parked vehicles, which I did.