Description
The 1929 bridge consists of six steel truss spans forming a total length of 499 m (545 yds).
An interesting feature of the bridge complex is that the two bridges veer away from each other - they are less than 20 metres (66 ft) apart at the northern end, and about 100 metres (330 ft) apart at the southern end. Most duplicated bridges are close together (like the dual bridges at Ryde) allowing the form of the road approaches to continue. However, at Tom Uglys Bridge, the Princes Highway curves around to the left on the northbound approach to the 1929 bridge so this design allows the southbound approach to be much straighter.
Between the two bridges is a boat ramp, accessible from the northbound bridge approach. A loop road on the northern side allows drivers travelling south along the Princes Highway to avoid the bridge and return north along the highway.
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The 1987 span, view from north
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The 1929 span, view from north
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Princes Highway, northbound
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View from Loop Road, on the northern side
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