STRINGYBARK Creek in the depths of October can be a harsh, unforgiving place.
High in the Wombat Ranges, it is bone-chillingly cold and wet.
The towering gums of the High Country soar into the sky and block out what little light creeps through the low gray clouds.
The thick, tangled undergrowth, rocks and endlessly up-and-down-terrain are tough going.
Here, 145 years ago in October, the Kelly Gang sho...
