This is the low level bridge, no problems at all. And as it happens this is also the oakey. The web tells me that back in the mining days they called creeks lined with she-oaks, oakeys. There are lots of oakeys in this part of the world.
I asked Madam Tom Tom to guide me to Limekilns our next destination. There was no way she was going to lead me over that bridge - her route took us back via Meadow Flat and Bathurst. Maybe she was in dread of going on Mount Horrible road. Let's go see what it is like.