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.