I first related the Southern Pacific’s tresle bridge with Ventura back in the 1970’s when I hitch-hiked up and down the coast like so many of that generation. That bridge meant leaving behind Southern California for the Central Coast, leading to San Francisco. For me, it didn’t mean Ventura, a city that had generally been unfamiliar to the masses who were busy going elsewhere. Fast forward to the present, to a city in search of the polish that will attract visitors, residents and commerce.
The first and perhaps most notable detractor? That damned bridge. Well I’m starting to make some calls to see what can be done about it. Paint, lighting, an image makeover? We’ll see.
