Image: Josef Chelmonski
It was a matter of uncharted waters.
Carstairs had been driving and as always didn’t take a lot of notice of the directions just saw a turn and…..turned. By the time we woke up we were a long way off the beaten track.
Looking around we realized he was driving through a small valley. A stream flowed under a veil of mist and beside it was the strangest array of animals.
Birds I have never seen flew up from the stream, huge avian shapes that momentarily blocked out the sun.
Then the sight that took our breath away, a giant sauropod raised its head and thankfully Carstair’s had the good sense to stop for we would have crashed for sure.
We spent the afternoon exploring and photographing everything we could. This was going to be an expedition that would set us up as explorers to be reckoned with.
By nightfall we were back at base camp and eager to look over the spoils of our day. When we looked at our cameras and started to download the images only the one image was there……the misty image you see above, hardly evidence to prove what we had seen.