As I stand 370ft above the Firth of Forth with sweeping vistas of Fife and the Lothians stretching before me I feel like I am standing on top of the world. Looking down through the steel bones of the Forth Bridge at the toy houses and cars below provides a sobering reminder that despite how big I currently feel, I am really just an insignificant speck on this mammoth sized structure.
The cruise ship that seemed to tower from the water as I stood looking out from the shore minutes earlier has now shrunken to the size of my thumbnail and the cars crossing the parallel Forth Road Bridge remind me of a stream of ants.
Viewing the Forth Bridge from the land or water below it is easy to see the scale of this Victorian rail crossing. Prior to embarking on my jolty ride up an exterior caged hoist, my guides from Network Rail, Ian Heigh and Craig Bowman, had pointed out the viewing platform at the top of the bridge and I remember thinking how tiny it looked and how much bigger the bridge suddenly seemed. Yet, now standing on that same platform I realise it is in fact rather large and that it is the hugeness of the steel structured bridge that seems to make everything else shrink dramatically.
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