Twenty-Eight
Located in the hills forming the eastern boundary of the metropolitan area and easily accessible to hikers, Lang National Park is crisscrossed with walking trails and dotted with camping sites.
The park was a favourite weekend destination for Ralph and Hilary Whitelaw. They had walked in on Saturday morning and camped overnight in one of the park’s many campsites. It had been a quiet weekend. Not many people hiked in the rain but the Whitelaws were in training for their next overseas adventure holiday. On Sunday, the weather gods had a change of heart and granted them an unseasonably warm day for their hike out of the wilderness back to civilization.
As the sun slowly slid towards the distant ocean, Ralph and Hilary were descending the path into the car park, where they had
