Day Two Hundred Ten Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

The moon set early last night which left me to stumble in the dark thrice. Nothing serious except the last incident, when my clumsiness stirred up a nest of snakes. I fled and managed not to get bitten.

But I did have to stop and rest earlier than planned.

Hunger and thirst increase.

Day Two Hundred Nine Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

The pebbles work. Almost forgot them upon starting last night.

Had set my bearing based on my sighting of the selected oasis. But with the morning light it had vanished. Pushed on in the daylight until it reappeared. The other oasis has widened its distance from the first.

Looks like I chose well.