Reblogged from Ramblings of a Writer:

After an early breakfast Matt and Paul packed up their tent and belongings and set forth down a rather steep incline making towards sunlight they could see coming through the tall trees, there must be a clearing sooner or later.

When they started out on their camping trip the bush had been small and spread thinly out in front of them, but as they went deeper in it had got quite busy with bush and not much room to move.

As night was setting in they pitch the tent and got the fire going, and cooked a meal.

After a good night sleep, they were feeling quite refresh and ready for another go with their tramp through the bush.

When they got down the steep sidings they saw a river running, so decided to follow it downstream at least they were out of the thick bush.

They had been walking for a good hour and had come across stepping stones going right across the river.

So off they went stepping from one step to the next until we were on the other side of the river, now that was where everything about their camping trip came unstuck.

Loud queer noises were coming down the river…

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