As someone who's grown up around Caddo Lake, the old drawbridge isn't just a structure; it's…read morepractically a living, breathing part of our town's history and daily rhythm. You might see it as just a way to get across the water, but for us, it's so much more.While I might not remember the days when it actually opened for boat traffic (that lift mechanism was disabled back in the 1940s!), I absolutely recall the unique experience of crossing it when it was a single-lane bridge. It wasn't about waiting for it to go up anymore, but about that patient dance of waiting for the other side to clear. Only one car at a time could safely traverse it, and there was a certain rhythm to that wait - the slow, deliberate approach, the quick glance to see if anyone was coming, and the polite wave to the driver on the other side as you took your turn. It was a forced pause in our often-hurried lives, a moment to watch the boats glide through or just chat with the person in the car next to you. It felt like a little community gathering, even if it was just for a few minutes.The bridge has seen it all: decades of floods, droughts, countless sunrises and sunsets over the cypress trees. It's stood strong through it all, a testament to the resilience of our area. It connects not just two sides of the lake, but also generations of families who've used it. My grandparents crossed it, my parents crossed it, and now I do (though now it's a pedestrian bridge, a new chapter for our old friend).Of course, it's not without its quirks. Sometimes the traffic flow could be a bit slow, and you learned to factor that into your travel time. And sure, the paint might be peeling in a few spots, and it groans a bit louder than it used to. But those imperfections are part of its character, like wrinkles on a beloved elder's face.In a world where everything seems to be getting faster and newer, the Caddo Lake drawbridge is a comforting constant. It's a reminder of simpler times, of the unique beauty of our bayou country, and of the unhurried pace of life that makes this place so special. It's more than just a bridge; it's a landmark, a memory-maker, and a true icon of our hometown.

A nice foot bridge to walk over if you find yourself in M'port. It's an historic landmark with…read morebright blue water on both sides.

If you've ever wanted to be three places at once, this is where your multiplicitous dreams can come…read moretrue! Arkansas, Louisiana, Texas - not sure which one to visit!? Just visit all three by way of this little cement marker on the side of the road!

Very awesome place to hangout the owners are very nice people and I definitely go to this place…read moremore then 1st a month great bar to and the Owners make you feel like family been going to this place for a year now best Beer store in Louisiana that I know of they should win awards because this place is awesome Hope yall are doing good I will be there sometime this month

Stopped to check out this small Veterans Memorial while following the Sunflower Trail. I was mostly…read moreinterested in checking out the historical markers along 3049, because I had a map and was making a day of it. Saw this Memorial and stopped to pay my 'respect ' . There is also a small children's play space close by.

This was a surprisingly nice, well kept little spot on a small town USA. If you're ever at Dixie…read moreMaze, it's only a short drive further north and I'd highly recommend it if you still have some daylight.

A seriously beautiful place located directly across the street from the Logan mansion. It is just…read moreon the cusp of a quiet, but seemingly developing neighborhood. Worth checking out.

This mansion is one of the most beautiful and historic in Shreveport. I'm glad to that it is being…read morerestored!

Visually stunning. This memorial is a sight. Definitely recommend if your are in the area. And go…read moreat different times in the day. Sunset v sunrise etc. it will only take a few minutes out of your day though, so make sure you have other items on the agenda.

This was a nice spot to have a picnic , we had salads and watermelon. The statute is huge, with a…read morepowerful meaning. ---remember not to walk on the footprints.

The only city hall in America built on a state border. It's pretty easy to get to because the town…read morespills onto a roundabout that surrounds the building. Worth checking out and very Kodak moment.

A cool little place to stop at for five minutes as you're driving across the border. The two…read moremonuments are separated by about 100 ft, and are both on the west side of the road.

Bethany, Texas-Louisiana is an unincorporated community on the Louisiana and Texas state lines on…read moreU.S. Highway 79, yes the town once claimed both states as its location one of the early stores, bisected by the state line, was built in 1889 by a barkeeper who wanted to take advantage of the differences in state laws; in half of the store drinking was legal, in the other gambling was legal proving the that times may change but people haven't. The town once went by the name Lick Skillet if ever the truth was told many towns of the era were called by that same name all boasting tales of the name's origin, from the food being so good or so scarce people would lick the skillets or the only scraps left to feed the dogs was for them to lick the skillets, I am sure the truth lies somewhere in between the myths. Although Bethany abandoned the name Lick Skillet, many of the town's features retain the name such as the Lick Skillet Plantation, a thoroughbred breeding farm, and the Lick Skillet Old Time Store. There is also a Lick Skillet Arts and Crafts Festival which includes live bands, food vendors, and exhibits by local artists and craftsman. Bethany was founded in 1840 long before barbed wire fences and paved highways marked the historic road that eventually became known as the "Old Shreveport Road" it originally was part of a prehistoric trade route from Dallas to Shreveport (not named towns at the time) established by the Caddo Indians. On the north side of the road heading east at the state line is a Marker placed in 1936 that reads: "Site of Bethany - A thriving town of the fifties - through it passed the Shreveport road over which many emigrants entered Texas". There not much left of Bethany now but lots of memories, I'd say by the looks of it the historic value exceeds the town's net worth, but I'm sure those that remain like it that way.

Extremely well preserved town, buildings, homes, ... well maintained and organized visitors'…read moremarkings that blend perfectly into the towns setting. Beautiful trees, shrubbery and gardens adorning quaint cottage homes and grand estates. Simply on point. Love the merging railroad tracks and lines, North South tracks meet East West tracks, and the rumble of trucks and trains, whistles and gears, with chirps, rustles, and laughter blend into this town's own musical score fit for a Tony. Broadway and Polk are street names here, along with Orleans, Main, Market and Bridge.

Had a pleasure of coming through here this morning with Saturday Morning Runners, and it was an…read moreexperience. What deserves some credit is the surrounding neighborhood. The houses are big and beautiful. It's centrally located, yet still manages to have more trees you can shake a stick at (see what I did there?)

Thrill Hill, as this bumpy, curvy, stretch of road on Gilbert Drive is universally known, as far as…read morethe Shreveport universe goes, is to be adored, admired, and certainly respected. The speed limit on this fairway is 35 miles per hour. It is an attraction premium for sledding as the snow falls on the occasional winter we might have in this area. (So, keep the toboggan within arm's reach should a snowflake appear and then descend!) This self-named Hill or series thereof successive Hills also may have some attraction to the occasional or even overnight extreme athlete be it via skate or possibly longboard, though it's somewhat terrifying to even imagine attempting this feat, especially with oncoming traffic in both, and at some points in this high speed quest even all possible directions. In a motor vehicle, at higher rates of ill-advised speeds one might actually catch their desired and sought after air and pull their very own Dukes of Hazzard, but this is again ill-advised, because we all know that what goes up, must at some point with great certainty also come down, and this is, sad to say that to stick this landing right here may be more difficult than one may have imagined or preconceived before that final press of the accelerator.

It's a magical time travel experience with a gracious hostess. So many little details around every…read morecorner. Don't miss it!

I was so excited because it was historic place. But it was one of the dustiest and noisy place I be…read moreever stayed at. She never mentioned that there was a train track and it blew its horn every hour. Although she knew we had a baby with us. None of us slept. The worst part of it all was her condescending manner. They ran out of drinking water and I asked for more they only had two small bottles left. The staff said she had to go out to get more. It was 10pm so told her that's ok. Then asked to have more in the morning. They still didn't have it in morning so I said that's ok and left. Lisa later that they left me a long message saying how she traveled the world and always knew what she needed. That it was my fault for not knowing. She then continued to say that her staff went above and beyond. I told her above and beyond is already having water and getting more of it before telling someone that they don't have it. I've never stayed in a place where they ran out of water. Also it was way dirtier and worn then the photos. Lisa has much room to improve as a host