We drove down to the creek yesterday afternoon - the mountains provide such a stark contrast to the paddocks of small crops - and all that stands between me and the rest of the world is a .... bridge. Villis Bridge used to span Warrill Creek to the left of the tree on the far bank. Said bridge now rests about 150 metres (130 yards) downstream. Some of the neighbours have made their own version of a crossing - however I've been stranded twice and it isn't happening again. Sometimes the 10 km (6 mile) scenic detour through the pastoral company is a pain in the nether-regions but mostly a blessing. October 2014 cannot come around quickly enough ...
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