My Response to Sue Vincents Thursday’s Photo Prompt – Stepping Stones #writephoto
Stepping Stones #writephoto #shortstory #shapingyourstory
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.
They never knew it had been raining very heavy further up in the mountains.
Those queer noises were the rocks and rapids thumping their way down the river and were approaching the stepping stones they had walked over only half an hour ago.
Then they both suddenly released what was happening they froze on the spot.
They both knew they were in for trouble as with the force of the water coming down there was no way they were going to get back to the other side by using those stepping stones.
The water was building up along the river bank pushing them higher up on the river sidings, they were in trouble they had to find a clearing in the cliffs and get onto the higher ground or they would be swept away down the river.
When they were just about ready to give up to the river, they saw a goat running as fast as it could go, then it disappeared so they both had the same idea together follow that goat, and sure enough there was a clearing where a stream ran down to meet the river, moving as fast as they could with their gear they enter the sidings of the stream and started climbing up.
They never got back to those stepping stones, they had to be picked up by a helicopter which found them two days later, though not expecting to find them on the other side of that rather deep river.
When the lads told them how they got to the other side, most hearing the story thought that they must have been dreaming, as no one to this day have ever come across those stepping stones.
This week’s photo prompt:
Use the image to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… by Wednesday 27th July and link back to this post with a pingback. Please make sure that the pingback works and if not, copy and paste your link into the comments section of this post.
All posts will be included in a round-up on Thursday 28th July.