Lyle finally added his vote for the decision to send the last drone up. He was very reluctant, hoping to save it for the city and the possibility of giving it a more complete going over.
We launched it with no mishap, and sent it off in search of the best crossing, be it a bridge or more shallow and less turbulent water.
It went out, but did not come back. All we know for sure is that the best place to cross is right where we are now. The “How” is still up in the air. Between us we should settle on something.
It got late, so we decided to wait for tomorrow.
Walking may be the best option.