I had a strange experience in the Youies when I was just a wee kiddie, about 8, walking up the hill on a boneseed-pulling expedition. Being adventurous and already obsessed with climbing anything I could see, I had run ahead of the rest of the group, despite the teacher shouting at me, and soon scrambled over a few large boulders and off into the bush. Then I was running between two boulders that had split and formed a kind of chasm, when the ground beneath my feet just kind of stopped - it seemed, without any warning, even though I'd been looking ahead, and I only just managed to stop or I would have run off the edge of the precipice. And I was overcome with the same kind of terror.
This really freaked me out because it just didn't seem natural, so I ran back to find my group and show some of the other kids - but even though I went back to the same spot, the chasm and precipice were nowhere to be found.
I've never been back into the youies to climb, not cos I'm scared - I think.
But I never told anybody apart from the kids about this experience because it seemed a bit nuts. Interesting to hear about the other Youie terrors.
I think the whole nasty plain between Melbourne and Geelong is saturated with scariness, and the Youie are the natural guardians of the plain ... |