[…] our predecessors; who could never have believed, that there were such lunets about some of the planets, as our late perspectives have descried […]

Looks can be deceiving.

Pitch the tent over there.

It is more than the story of the fence and those who maintain it. It is a journey not just into the inland and along the length of the fence; it is a journey into the Australian psyche, reminding us of the inexorable struggle against the implacable wilderness, of the thin line that separates the tamed from the untamed, and the unnamed menace that broods just beyond the last suburbs.