Lone ranger ... Valerio Ricetti built a home in the rocks.Credit:Griffith Visitor Centre
As a nation,we are not known for our exuberant eccentrics. We seem,rather,to specialise in loners. There's a long line of people from the escaped convict William Buckley,who spent so long living with Aborigines on the shores of Port Phillip he forgot how to speak English,to Arthur Stace,Sydney's fascinating chalk calligrapher who wrote"Eternity"everywhere who have turned their backs upon their fellow human beings and opted quietly for a solitary life.
One of the country's most remarkable"loners"was Valerio Ricetti,a migrant who arrived in 1914,aged 16,from the Lombardy region of Italy. His story is an integral part of the history of Griffith,in the Riverina,and his unique achievements are some of the town's most fascinating tourist attractions.
Ricetti arrived in Port Pirie in South Australia and made his way to Broken Hill,where he worked in the mines until,spurned by a barmaid he loved,he left the town and started drifting. He headed back to Adelaide,worked for a while as a timber cutter and took up other odd jobs.
In Adelaide he suffered the first reversal in what was to prove a run of bad luck. Visiting a brothel,he left his wallet behind and the doorman would not let him back in to retrieve it. He hurled a rock through the brothel window,was arrested and served time in Adelaide Gaol. When released,he moved to Melbourne,where,down on his luck,he tried to pawn his coat. He was duped by a stranger who said he would pawn it for him and never returned.
Ricetti went to work on the Murray River paddle steamers but he was disillusioned and disheartened. He became a swagman and walked along the banks of the Murrumbidgee and Lachlan rivers until he arrived at Hillston.
He then walked the 120 kilometres overland to Griffith. It is said that he arrived on the outskirts of the town just as the heavens opened and,seeking shelter from the storm,found a large rocky overhang where he spent the night. The next day he realised the scale of the overhangs and caves and the abundant food and water nearby and decided to stay.
Over the next 25 years,using the techniques of dry-stone walling he was greatly helped by the fact he had been apprenticed as a stonemason in Italy he built a personal utopia,which he called"mia sacra collina"(my sacred hill).
Misleadingly called The Hermit's Cave,the site comprises shelters,terraced gardens,exotic plants,water cisterns,dry-stone walling and linking bridges,stairways and paths that stretch intermittently over more than a kilometre of the escarpment of Scenic Hill.