A Spooky Camping Trip on Dartmoor

Once upon a time the Dartmoor Legend tells us there was a hermit living in a tree. He was short, thin had a pointed nose and wore a pink, sparkly cape.

The hermit could disguise himself as a crab, a thrush or a mushroom. He was an evil wizard and created problems where ever he went.

If you go out on Dartmoor at certain times of the year, at night, you don’t need a torch or a compass because of the Wolf Moon, because it was so light it could have been day time.

But when it is wet, windy, foggy and stormy you need to be prepared just in case something happens.

Last July when Spencer, Sue, Elizabeth and Donna went on a camping holiday on Dartmoor.

They took their ruck sacks, tents, food, wellingtons, cooker, radio, torches, a compass and their sleeping bags and water proofs.

The first night they could not sleep because they could hear a wolf, an owl and the ‘woosh’ which sounded like the ‘woosh’ of a witches flying by on her broom stick, but it could have been the wizard playing tricks.

While they were sleeping the wizard could hear Spencer snoring.

So he began to make up his magic potion which could make someone invisible.

In the potion he put pixie dust, dragon’s blood, pond water, bug slime, bone dust and werewolf fur.

He put it in his special potion bottle and put it under his hat to keep it safe and then he decided to play a trick on the campers.

The wizard sprayed himself with the potion, made himself invisible and thought about the trouble he could make.

The wizard was very sneaky and went up to the tent, put water in their boots, itching powder in their clothes and took their bags and Spencer’s cap.

When they woke in the morning, tired from the night’s disturbances they discovered their things missing.

Spencer’s phone didn’t work so they had to walk to a phone box in the morning.

They put on their boots with a squelch, put on their clothes and started itching. They ran to the nearest phone box. Sadly the phone box didn’t work, not even the 999, emergency number.

The 4 sad, itching friends sat down on the grass to think what to do next, when they saw Tony in his taxi, he stopped to see if they were OK. ‘Please take us home’ they said.

THE END