13th & 14th February 2012
I don’t know what I was expecting but when you read ruins, you are kinda expecting to see something old and historic. When we enquired about the ‘ruins’ we were told that there used to be an old homestead here that has been gone for some time.
The beaches were spectacular and all you wanted to do was walk and pick up shells and read a book. The next day we embarked on a walk with the description Moderate to Steep Slopes. Bloody hell it was wet and huge and really rugged (talk about steep) but we kept going walking from 7 mile beach to Elizabeth Beach. Coming out of the bush we had leeches and we were exhausted and bumped into some locals. They asked where we had walked and basically told us that we were mad and that nobody walks the track when it is wet, we headed back along the highway around Wallis Lake.
That night 2 young girls came in in a campervan and headed off to a secluded corner of the park right against the beach, I don’t know what happened but next thing they are pulled up beside us so I can only imagine something spooked them. Next thing this different music starts playing and we look out the windows and they have a circle of candles set out on the ground and then we got spooked.
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