Good Keen Girl

"A good keen girl, that's what you need," said Bert Shambles to Kersey Hooper, who was breaking in the desolate Blackrange Station without benefit of matrimonial helpmate.
They'd all had a go at Blackrange - the East Coast Acclimatisation Society, the Soil Conservation and Rivers Council, the Geology Department of Victoria University, the Associated Tramping and Mountaineering Clubs (Inc.), the Search and Rescue Organisation, the Civil Defence people, the National Deerstalkers' Association, the Conservator of Forests' Field Research Crew, the Lands and Survey lot, the Department of Agriculture, the Rabbit Destruction Council, and the Waipukurau-North Ladies' Tramping Enthusiasts' Guild.
None of them had made any headway with the Blackrange. But Kelsey Hooper did, in his own way and in his own time.
He could handle dogs; he could handle stock; he could handle the Blackrange. But could he handle the good keen girl whom he brought home as the Mistress of Blackrange Station?
Born under Virgo (his fortunate gemstone was sardonyx) Kersey Hooper married a Capricorn. It should have been OK, because at their first contact the planets Mars, Uranus and Pluto were all within the orbs of a conjunction in the Twelfth House of the Ingress Map, and the Vernal Equinox was happening at the time.
It should have been OK. But actually what happened to Kersey and Faith wasn't in the Astrological Almanac - and, what is more, farm-management under the rules of the Zodiac wasn't nearly as easy as it looked.
A Good Keen Girl is Barry Crump' ninth book.