Peter
8th June 2010, 00:47
I know that I`m new to this forum and most of you will think I`m spinning a yarn,and frankly I wouldn't blame you ,because it sounds like a B grade movie script.
When I was very young my parents and I lived with my mothers parents in a very large weather board home in the northern suburbs of Sydney N.S.W Australia. Eventually they had saved enough doe for a deposit on a new home and land, after it was built we moved in ,we were the first house in the area the rest was still virgin bushman which consequently became my playground,we lived on a ridge between two valleys,in the bottom of one valley was a creek. Every afternoon after school I would go down to the creek to try and catch some yabbies or turtles, over the next few years I grew to know every inch of that bushland.
When I was about 8 years my cousins were coming to stay,for a couple of days,so one fine morning we all decided to go for a walk down to the creek through the bush,my parents my two cousins aunt and uncle and the family dog . To cut a long story short when we got to the creek it looked a bit odd ,the bank was covered with vines that went up pretty high so you couldn't see the creek,so being young and adventures myself cousins and dog decided to walk up the middle of the creek bed the water was now not very deep ,only 1 or 2 feet and had a sandy bottom,we walked about 20 yards up and into what looked like a sandstone cave with strange markings on the walls ,it was like a sandstone archway ,I had never seen it before,this was very puzzling to me because it shouldn't be there, my parents called us back ,so out we all came, I told them that this is very odd and the cave was never there before ,you could imagine the reaction I received from my parents and from every one else for that matter.
After a few days had past my cousins and their parents had left so I rang a mate from school and excitedly told him about my strange discovery,we OK`ed it with his mum and so he could stay at my place the next day ,so after school he came home with me and after a quick bite to eat we headed down the bush to check out the cave over the creek ,well you guessed it ,when we got there everything was as it should be and there was no sigh of any cave ,the creek was back to it`s deep and rocky self and the vines that covered the hole thing were also gone .
My friend was none too happy for wasting his time,I`m now 52 and can remember the cave as clear as if it was yesterday ,I still think about it from time to time ,it dosen`t trouble me, however I do wonder what the hell happened ,I was wondering if any members have had a similar type of experience,as I said I don`t blame anyone for thinking I`m crapping on ,but people who know me also know that I can`t stand liars,any constructive thoughts would be appreciated:confused::shocked::confused:
Kind regards Peter
When I was very young my parents and I lived with my mothers parents in a very large weather board home in the northern suburbs of Sydney N.S.W Australia. Eventually they had saved enough doe for a deposit on a new home and land, after it was built we moved in ,we were the first house in the area the rest was still virgin bushman which consequently became my playground,we lived on a ridge between two valleys,in the bottom of one valley was a creek. Every afternoon after school I would go down to the creek to try and catch some yabbies or turtles, over the next few years I grew to know every inch of that bushland.
When I was about 8 years my cousins were coming to stay,for a couple of days,so one fine morning we all decided to go for a walk down to the creek through the bush,my parents my two cousins aunt and uncle and the family dog . To cut a long story short when we got to the creek it looked a bit odd ,the bank was covered with vines that went up pretty high so you couldn't see the creek,so being young and adventures myself cousins and dog decided to walk up the middle of the creek bed the water was now not very deep ,only 1 or 2 feet and had a sandy bottom,we walked about 20 yards up and into what looked like a sandstone cave with strange markings on the walls ,it was like a sandstone archway ,I had never seen it before,this was very puzzling to me because it shouldn't be there, my parents called us back ,so out we all came, I told them that this is very odd and the cave was never there before ,you could imagine the reaction I received from my parents and from every one else for that matter.
After a few days had past my cousins and their parents had left so I rang a mate from school and excitedly told him about my strange discovery,we OK`ed it with his mum and so he could stay at my place the next day ,so after school he came home with me and after a quick bite to eat we headed down the bush to check out the cave over the creek ,well you guessed it ,when we got there everything was as it should be and there was no sigh of any cave ,the creek was back to it`s deep and rocky self and the vines that covered the hole thing were also gone .
My friend was none too happy for wasting his time,I`m now 52 and can remember the cave as clear as if it was yesterday ,I still think about it from time to time ,it dosen`t trouble me, however I do wonder what the hell happened ,I was wondering if any members have had a similar type of experience,as I said I don`t blame anyone for thinking I`m crapping on ,but people who know me also know that I can`t stand liars,any constructive thoughts would be appreciated:confused::shocked::confused:
Kind regards Peter