A few years ago I was camped at the Willis camp on the Snowy (Barry Way). Hadnt seen a soul for two days. Late on Sunday arvo two fellas turned up, had a short chat and would have chatted longer Im sure (cue banjos) but I pointed out it would soon be dark and they had a long, narrow, twisty drive ahead of them. All they gave me was a card with www addresses on it if I felt like getting in touch with the witnesses! Very modern. They had come from Lakes Entrance and were going back. Boy, I admired their dedication, if not their practicality.