The Far Shore No I haven't read it. Many of the snippets come down as family stories and in most cases are true, perhaps slanted a bit with time.
I haven't read
The Far Shore either. In fact, I'd never heard of it until I found it in the
NLA catalogue 
My local library is closed for Easter, so I can't comment on it further at the moment. Perhaps SimonD will share if we ask nicely.
I understand where your stories come from Bob, and that's what gives them value. As for truth, well, I don't recall that you've had too many posts refuted in this thread, so I'd say you're doing at least as well as I am
My Grand Parents lived in
Harrietville (little gold town NE Victoria) A
Beveridge woman (of the Beveridge Brothers -
Kidmans of Victoria) used to feed and shelter
Ned Kelly. He would come in after dark get fed, clothes washed and have a sleep, then take off before dawn. The whole town knew except the copper. He rode through the mountains out of sight. (no dobbers then)
There are some kewl links in the above quotation. I hope the people enjoy following them.
Harrietville is beautiful during Autumn. (Fall, for the seppos

) I might grab my camera and go take some photos to post for you.
Beveridge is only 25 km (15 mi) from my Royal Palace, on the way to Melbourne, and I've been known to call in at the
Hunter's Tryst for a pint of
Guinness after a hard day's shopping. Some friends of mine were married there some years ago, and I recall drinking some
Guinness that day too.
Your story of Ned Kelly is exactly as I know it, both from anecdotes and reading up on it.
There's a link in the above quote that will do for now, but I reckon old Ned and his adventures will feature prominently in the thread eventually.
My Grand Parents eloped, walking from
Omeo to Harrietville over the mountains. The highest -
Mt Bogong, 6508 ft (1896 m), and
Mt Hotham, 6306 ft (1861 m) 80 miles (48 km). One horse two people and a rifle, no roads then.
That's an incredibly tough journey, and shows just how bloody determined our pioneers were. You have every right to be proud of your heritage, Old Bob.
Not that it matters, but we live south of Gympie at North Arm, only 60 klicks (36 mi) down the road. Call our place "Casper Downs" but thats another story.
It doesn't have to matter, it's interesting stuff and I'm loving it.
I don't know North Arm at all, so I'm looking forward to hearing that story too. Talk about whatever comes to mind in your own time, China. Life's too short to rush.
Must thank Dave from us all for the pictures and info. (My computer hates me)
That's the only advantage I have over you

As it is, though, we make a good team. Your thanks is much appreciated.
Cheers Mate,
Dave
PS Bob, don't worry about posting off-topic. You are, I am, we are Australian, and anything we discuss is going to be well within my topic.
Even the campfire yarns