We ran along the path, taking short cuts through the trees and bush. We made it to the trailers and no one was there. The locks and hinges needed breaking but I wasn't sure how. I had gloves but with no notice, Jonathan pulled screwdrivers out of his bag. "I think we'll need these." He suggested. I gave him a smile. "Ok, everyone grab one pair of gloves and a screwdriver each and unscrew two locks or hinges on each trailer." I told them. We did so. One of the men came past and spotted Luke but not the rest of us. He ran but we hid behind one of the trailers. "Guys we need to go. Don't leave the screw drivers or gloves." I told them. I waited until we were all clear to go. "Come on." I urged as we ran into the bushes. We had no clue where Luke was until he came up behind us and scared us. "Where were you?" Jonathan asked.
"More to the point, how did you get away from the guy chasing you?" I continued.
"He was old and slow. Getting away from him was easy." He laughed. I rolled my eyes and we walked away. "We should camp near here tonight. It's near where mum was planning on meeting us anyway." I suggested. We walked a little further into the bush and set our tents up.
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Kiandra my brumby
General FictionSkye was a common visitor to the Kosciusko national park but it wasn't until she went on the Kiandra heritage track did she find a young brumby that would help her find the true spirit of the park.
