CHAPTER 13One of the big seasonal jobs on Top Plateau Station was over as hundreds of newly shorn sheep were returned to the higher hills and the shearing g**g that had been with them for several days, moved on. Ryan quite enjoyed helping in the woolshed and even took a turn at shearing himself. Though slower than the professionals, he still retained the skill he had learned as a teenager but after a couple of hours was glad to return to the more mundane duties in the shed.
It was mid-afternoon and Clive and himself were following the top ridge to inspect the boundary fence. It only took a small slip or broken wire to leave a gap. Sheep would get through and disappear into the bush land beyond. Ryan grinned as he thought about the three sheep they had recovered earlier from the reserve. T
