Located nearly three hours drive from Adelaide, the property rested in the South-East. The nearest township a good thirty minutes if you pushed your vehicle over dirty unselaed road. It was a job that a mate threw my way, help out some old timers that he knew through the grapevine. Good people, I was told. I arrived early in the morning, a brisk autumn day, with blue skies and puffy white clouds. The country still brown from a late summer with flocks of trees and the occasional blistering of bushes. A tall man with a leathery face greeted me. A rabbit skin hat on his head, with olive green...