Grandad built the original bridge, hewed the planks from jarrah he felled in the back bush. He sunk the posts into the creek bed in the middle of a dry summer and laid the boards. Barely a metre wide it gave dry passage to cross the creek and bring the cows in for milking. The cows walked through the water.
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