I cross the Columbia River fairly frequently.
(I’ve lived along the Columbia pretty much my entire life.)
The last one I crossed was the Rio Grande. This was in Mesilla, New Mexico, so no passport was required. Sadly, even with a recent discharge from the Elephant Butte reservoir, it’s not so healthy.
Went camping on the Eel river last week.
If tiny ones count, I cross one of the many small Spanish rivers whose name means “Dry River” several times a week. This year it’s not dry.
The last two rivers I’ve crossed were oddly named. Poison Creek and the Virgin River.
The rivers (or reasonably large bodies of water) I’ve crossed in the past month:
The Rocky Gorge Reservoir, MD
The Anacostia River, MD
The Potomac River, MD/VA
Chesapeake Bay, MD
Patapsco River, MD
Back River, MD
Gunpowder River, MD
Bush River, MD
Susquehanna River, MD
Christina River, DE
Brandywine Creek, DE
I’m sure I’ve missed some rivers.
The list would more than double if I added the rivers I’ve crossed in the past two months, more than double again if I added all the rivers I’ve crossed in 2013, and more than double again if I added all the rivers I’ve crossed in 2012.
Counting up all the rivers I’ve crossed in my life would be very time consuming. I’ve basically circled and zigzagged through the contiguous United States; circled Great Britain; looped through France, Switzerland, Germany, Netherlands, and Belgium; and driven through parts of Canada and Mexico.
Compared to some of the dopers, I’ve barely traveled at all!
I cross the rivers Plym and Tamar almost every workday, and also often cross the Fal, Camel, Lynher and Tiddy. The last one I actually crossed was the Plym, on the Laira Bridge.
The Mississippi. Twice a day, every damn day.
Northeast Cape Fear, twice today.
This morning (as most mornings), I walked across a road bridge at the upper tidal reach of the Hamble (I saw a kingfisher!), then on the train, I crossed the Meon, the Wallington, then Portsbridge Creek.
I ran over the Tiber twice about an hour ago, on a cycle bridge suspended beneath a motorway, above a hydroelectric dam. Once from west to east, and once from east to west.
All the main cities, and 95% of the population here, are on rivers, is there any place where that is not true?
The Yarra. The original water supply, transport route, and central sewer of Marvelous Smelbourne, rescued by the invention of reticulated sewerage systems.
I cross the Colorado River every workday, and frequently on the weekends.
Go white!
The last 7 or so years I lived in E. Lansing, I crossed the Red Cedar just about every day because we lived on one side of the river and most of my classes and later, my office, were on the other side of it.
Getting back to the present, though: I cross the Olentangy every workday. Don’t cross the Scioto as often, but can see it from the building where I work and drive or walk along it nearly every workday.