The ground we’ve been hiking has transformed from sandy soil to flat expanses of rock. We are thankful for rock cairns that have been raised every few hundred cubits to mark the correct passage. They kept us away from the sheer drops down to the river that parallels our path.
Of course there was not much water coursing through its channel at this time..
The Captain thinks that by month’s end it will be all dried up.
Elijah has been stopping more frequently. We stopped also, except for Tomas who would indulge his habit of wandering further afield after one curiosity or another.
On one such foray he discovered the perfect spot for us to hold up for the night.