A bone weary day, with lots of ground covered, despite some down time when Tomas brought word of an army patrol. We hid easily while they passed us by.
I am sure they were looking for sources of water and not for us or their enemy.
Later, down the trail we crossed a footbridge that spanned a narrow gorge. Water rushed within its course far below.
I assume the leader of the patrol took one look and gave up on this path. There’s just no getting a tanker truck close to this source. They’ll probably find an easier access to it somewhere else.
At day’s close, Elijah predicted that sometime tomorrow we will definitely arrive at our destination up ahead.