We crested a ridge this morning and got a look down into another section of the pass. We could see a mass that just might be the rear guard of the army.
Tomas departed from us down a side track to a better vantage point.
He rejoined us later with the news that it was the object of our interest. Or a section of it. And further, it appeared to be not moving. Stalled.
We were heartened that we could soon catch up, but at the same time concerned for what the reason might be for their inactivity.
Our attention was soon back to navigating the trail with Elijah pressing us onward. Tomas ran ahead hoping to find a shortcut.