Brother and I went walking again. This time it was a bit further along the Bronx River.
This area was more akin to a small forest than the last spot and had a cool little walkway under one of the bridges. The walkway was flush level with the water and the space between it and the bottom of the bridge was very small.
It was also very dark. From it, you could finally really see how deep the river is in some places (at least 5 feet). I loved it, my brother, not so much.
Brother and I want to go back when the fish start coming around again, since we think we can see them under the bridge, if we use flashlights.