Picnic at Hanging Rock: a Solution

Picnic at Hanging Rock
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Picnic at Hanging Rock is a spooky mystery-without-a-solution story that I found fascinating and evocative in the Peter Weir film version. But I, like many, crave closure on such things. So I provide it here for this Halloween.

I call this “a solution” because plenty of people have put forth their own solutions, including the original author, and this isn’t the author’s solution. Joan Lindsay’s original ending to the 1967 novel was that… (highlight the line below to reveal the spoiler).

The publisher said, “Let’s just leave that final chapter out.” And so they did, and the book and the film were better for it.

However, if you like mysteries and you know anything about disappearances in the wilderness, better solutions may well occur to you. And here is mine.

The Picnic

The Aftermath

My Solution

Miranda, Marion, Irma, Edith, and Miss McCraw became sick from eating a Valentine dessert spoiled by the heat–something not shared with the other students. They experienced vomiting and diarrhea, which Edith left out of her story. Delirious from the illness and heat, and now suffering from dehydration, they got lost and decided to look for a watering hole. Imagining they could not only drink but swim in the imagined watering hole, they disrobed. (This is fairly common among people in an altered state who get lost in the wilderness.) Edith left this out of her story as well (to the degree that she remembered it) for the sake of propriety.

Deciding to get dressed again, Edith became separated from the others and only saw them from a distance as they discovered a crevice in the rocks. Miss McCraw crawled into the crevice head-first in hopes of finding a pool of water, but she fell down the steep hole and broke her neck. Still alive, she called for help, and the girls descended as well, suffering only minor scrapes and bruises.

But now the girls were trapped in a tiny hole of a cave. They couldn’t help Miss McCraw, who soon died, and over the next couple of days Miranda and Marion died of thirst. Irma—who had eaten less of the spoiled dessert and drunk more of the punch they’d brought—at last managed to claw her way out by propping up the bodies of the other girls.

Outside, Irma found her clothes, redressed haphazardly, and stumbled across a canteen of water left behind by searchers. Over the next couple of days, she returned to the crevice in hopes of rescuing the others, not grasping in her delirious state that they were long dead.

Eventually, Michael found Irma at night but (in her vulnerable state) scared her away and fell into the crevice himself. He was injured and barely escaped by similarly crawling over the bodies of the girls, including Miranda, with whom he was infatuated; this left him traumatized. Albert then found Irma in a state of shock and amnesia while he searched for Michael.

Altho Edith’s memory was more complete than Irma’s, neither remembered the events well due to shock, thirst, and heat exhaustion and left out some useful details due to Victorian propriety. Michael only stumbled upon the crevice in the dark and wasn’t of any help. But after several months, Irma was able to recall enough details about the crevice that searchers found it and discovered the remains of the lost young ladies of Appleyard College.


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