Day Four Hundred Eighty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

After our night in the shallow cave, we had to climb to higher ground in order to gain access to the road again. Standing water in the wake of the storm left the road inaccessible at the lower levels.

Elijah thinks it may take a month or more to reach the other coast. This gave me pause. Would we be able to rejoin the ship again if it took that long?

Elijah knew the answer, of course. The Captain had confided to him the ship was due for a lengthy refit at a shipyard when finished with their deliveries on that side.

We may very well arrive before the ship is prepared for the next leg of their voyage.

Day Four Hundred Eighty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We have passed through areas of wholesale destruction off and on.  But those spaces in between them were empty also. I am beginning to think that perhaps we should have stayed with the ship.

Elijah continuously moves forward unperturbed. Even the sight of mangled cattle whose carcasses we have to skirt around does not slow him down.

Then the sky brightened over the road ahead of us, and my spirits were buoyed.

At one point we were climbing out of a hollow and a great darkness was mounting in the sky behind us and rapidly overtaking the smiling skies to our front.

We stepped up the pace towards a line of rocky hills and there sheltered in a shallow cave.