The Original Cedar Covered Bridge
Cedar Covered Bridge | |
Formerly listed on the U.S. National Register of Historic Places | |
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Nearest city: | 1.5 miles (2.4 km) east of Winterset, Iowa |
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Coordinates: | 41°21′53″N 93°59′24″W / 41.36472°N 93.99°W / 41.36472; -93.99 |
Area: | less than one acre |
Built: | 1883 1921 (moved) |
Built by: | Jones,H.P. |
Architectural style: | Other, covered bridge |
Demolished: | 2002 |
Governing body: | Local |
NRHP Reference#: | 76000786 |
Significant dates | |
Added to NRHP: | August 28, 1976 |
Removed from NRHP: | October 18, 2002 |
Cedar Covered Bridge was built in 1883 by Benton Jones at a location north of Winterset over Cedar Creek where is now crossed by U.S. 169. It was 75 feet (23 m) long. The bridge was moved in 1921 to the current location over Cedar Creek. A picture of this bridge is on the cover of the novel The Bridges of Madison County. It was renovated in 1998. It was named to the National Register of Historic Places in 1976.
This bridge was destroyed by arson on September 3, 2002. It was taken off the National Register of Historic Places on October 18, 2002.
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