Day Seven Hundred Fifty One #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

     We had to dodge a patrol last night that was coming towards our position. We used the situation to skirt around the compound in the opposite direction with our ultimate goal a track Tomas said we could use instead of the main road.

     We rested the remainder of the night safe from view.

     The track took us by a lake fed by mountain streams. On the far side two tanker trucks were backing in to fill up. A third waited its turn.

     At the sight of them Elijah called a halt. This applied to Tomas too.

    While the Captain kept watch, I thought it an appropriate time for our two young people to dispel the tension.

     So they did, quietly.

Day Six Hundred Eighty Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We have monitored the area uphill from our trail ever since we learned someone up there could be watching us like we watch the army below in the pass.

So far none of us have seen anything in that direction but snow and ice, or drifting fog or slow moving clouds.  There was much more of interest going on down below.

The head of the army was far beyond us. And what we saw was moving at a normal pace. And in a couple of instances at a complete standstill. These were some tanker trucks that were replenishing themselves from mountain streams.

The Captain judged by the time spent on that chore that the water levels were running quite low.