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Saturday, October 15, 2005

Pure Blue

Imagine the purest, most crystal clear blue you can. Now emerse yourself floating in a vision of blue. Pure Blue,set in the tropic and the next adventure of Miranda Sweet, starts soon. For those who have enjoyed the 8 posts of Around the Campfire, you may also like to flick back to page 2 and read... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 7, 2005

Decision Time Post 8 of 8

Miranda crouched on a stone in the river, washing her stinking socks in the clear water. As she shook them out a leech appeared first on one and then on the other. She backed out of the water shuddering as she flicked them away and walked towards the hut. “Oh my goodness,” exclaimed Nyala from... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Tom’s Song

He stood back to the bar in his black leather jacket, Loved his boutique beer, sambuca, and cocktail or two The stain of red wine Graced his yellowed teeth, at dinner time Engaged me with charisma while he flirted with you The waiters had to work hard for the generous tip he gave em Soured by the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Say Cheese Post 7 of 8

At Paddymelon Close animals gathered at the edges of the campsite at dusk. The leeches liked the dark and dusty inside of the hut and many were gathered and thrown outside. Travellers sat around in small groups chatting and relaxing. A possum ran along the veranda and nibbled briefly at a piece of... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Ouch! Post 6 of 8

The group set out early. Princess Nyala set a mean pace along the lightly wooded track as they had to make good time to secure bunks for that evening at Paddymelon Close. Miranda followed, tailed by Yogghi and Tom and Libby Caitlin kept up the rear. After a short time the track became boggy and... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 7, 2005

The Leech Post 5 of 8

Nyala and Miranda were heading back from the Thunderbox which was the name that Tom Bass had given to the self composting, “for faeces only’ toilets, when Wolfgang appeared on the rocky path waving a pin light torch around “Look at this on my torch,” he hissed, “It’s a leechie, a yellow leechie. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 1, 2005

Reed Hut Post 4 of 8

They pulled their gear into the little hut to dry it out a little and to repack. After lunch they set off again. The party was in high spirits despite the rain. Miranda kept pace with Princess Nyala and Yogghi at the front of the party and Tom and Libby Caitlin joked at the rear. The track was in... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

The Storm post 3 of 8

The sound of rain relentlessly hammering against the tent woke Miranda. As lightning illuminated the tent there was a simultaneous rumble of thunder above. Princess Nyala slipped out of the tent and found shelter to watch the spectacular storm from the doorway of the small walker’s hut. Miranda... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

MAKING CAMP POST 2 OF 8

The track flattened out as our party of five wandered around the base of Sleeping Head Mountain. Yogghi and Nyala had gone on ahead at their own pace. Miranda Sweet was hot, tired and in low spirits as she wandered through the hardy scrub moor. She worried that her slowness was holding the whole... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 22, 2005

AROUND THE CAMPFIRE Post 1 of 8

Imagine a forest, an ancient and misty temperate rainforest. Rocks covered with mosses and lichens. A mass of thin trees twisting grey green towards the light. Through this forest a narrow path snakes up the hilly terrain toward Sleeping Head Mountain that rises beyond the shores of Lake Reflection.... Sign in to see full entry.

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