A Ghost at Wybung Head.
A friend invited me to go bush-walking, at Frazer Beach, one pleasant day, just recently. This become an adventure that I was not expecting but, on reflection, the warning signs were evident enough for me to anticipate that there would be more to do than just go for a casual bush-walk. The first warning sign was that I was delayed, somewhat, in finding the carpark where we were to meet up. Then I found what I suspected was her vehicle (we had travelled from different directions) but could see no sign of my friend. The next problem was I could get no telephone signal so couldn’t call her. I knew there was another carpark some distance away so I set off there hoping I would find her there but with no luck. On the way back to the original carpark she rang me and got through because I happened to be in a high area where signal was available. We established where to meet and I eventually arrived very, very late. Being late always puts me on edge and is a tactic used by spirit, I bel...