Ion Idriess

In these pages Ion Idriess has brought together stories gathered and lived in his happy battling years in the wild lands of Australia's Far North and

With authenticity that sometimes surprises the reader, Idriess introduces us to Aboriginals from Northern Australia, Papuan head-hunters, and Islander

Idriess tells of his beginnings, of his childhood in Lismore, Tamworth and Broken Hill, of his apprenticeship in bushcraft, and of the growing love fo

There were three of us - Norman, Charlie, and I. Norman and Charlie had a touch of colored blood; their father was the famous pioneer Robert Baird, wh

In times past there was an Aboriginal mancalled Cumbo GunnerahHis people called him The Red Kangaroo.He was a clever chief and a mighty fighter(this m

...no task so fascinating, so alive with thrills, as that of the scout. Against an enemy army he plays a lone hand as does the sniper. But the scout's

This new Idriess book tells of stirring episodes in the pursuit, of lawbreakers in the primitive lands. Every chapter is authentic. Patrols through th

Idriess brings into being named and known heroes who engage in everyday practices in a named and known landscape and seascape. This spatial, temporal

This book may interest Australians in one of the wildest areas left in their continent - that north of the King Leopold Range. And it may reveal a lit

Idriess was a trooper with the Light Horse at Gallipoli, all the way to Beersheba, and his diary was published as The Desert Column. Drawing on his mi

Abdul the Sniper was the pride of the Turkish Army. They named his rifle 'The Mother of Death'. Because, so declared the Ottoman Guard, 'her breech ga