This is Rob.

image His began back in 1971. It was unprecedentally cold that year. So cold that if you find yourself hiking Cradle Mountain in Tasmania you’ll notice a row of 23 dead trees along the top rim which haven’t died of fire or anything else but exposure. On Robs farm this year there were 28 frosts, and mustering cattle on horseback in this kind of temperature proved excruciatingly difficult. After one too many mornings with a numb set of lips Rob decided to do something. Something which stuck with him to this very day.

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