After a week of hunkering down and getting by, we went back to work on Monday morning.  The first order of business was to clear the rest of the driveway of fallen limbs.  Last week, we just cut through the ones between the car and the road, but I wanted to be ready to drive the golf cart from the cars to the trailer to ferry in supplies.  So we pushed and pulled tree-sized branches out of the way to clear our path.

Later, we scooted across the creek on a log to keep our feet dry.  In the neighbor's field, we ran into two more power company employees, scouts who promised that the chainsawing guys weren't too far behind.  I'm not quite sure why it takes two separate on-foot scouting expeditions and a helicopter to assess the damage, but I'm not complaining as long as the real workers aren't too far behind!