We have made the transition from travelers by night back to daytime beings. The days are hot but not blistering.
Our trail and the river lead to a broad valley that we can just glimpse from each rise we crest.
The up and down nature of the track took its toll on Elijah. The upward legs were trying for everyone. But very noticeable in his case. The Captain was ever at his elbow.
Elijah chose our stopping place for tonight – on one of the downward slopes which has access to the river. So we took the opportunity to refill our water supplies.
There is something familiar about the lay of the land hereabouts. Something that harkens back to my youth.