I went down there in college in the middle of the night with a bunch of friends. We walked down a dirt path through the woods to get to it though....we must have taken the hard way. We got up to where the old bridge used to be and we kept getting hit by pebbles.....we were all shining our flashlights around trying to see which one of us was doing it and it wasn't any of us.... Creepy it is. Beware if you go at night and make sure you read up on the legends of the ghost of the man who was killed on the railroad back when Moonville was a mining town.