Well, it now looks as though we are going to get a real bridge and not just the creek pushed through a culvert.
One of the construction monsters managed to crawl right down inside the hole where the old bridge used to be.
Brandishing its jackhammer head, it chewed out great squares in the limestone bedrock.
Here the feet of the bridge will stand—I expect. Also, wooden concrete forms are piling up and I saw the Pumpcrete truck snort past.
But I still haven’t spotted anyone with a shovel.