The dinosaur hunters scramble over the waves of smooth iron-red sandstone to reach a higher vantage point. They had been searching for the red-coated Eviesaurus for many days and were getting desperate. They’d been wading through slimy swamps, treking through the wintery forest and fighting thickets of pricky gorse, releasing wafts of coconut scent into the air.
They are now weak with hunger so they stop by a still, inky pool to share the last of their meagre supplies. Suddenly, a high-pitched shriek pierces the air and the hunters are running in the direction of the cry, spotting a glimpse of red coat through the braken and heather. Will they catch her? Will they make it off the mountain alive?
Once upon a time, dinosaurs roamed Thurstaston Common…
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