Thursday, October 20, 2011
Starting towards Engelke
Weather: pleasant, cloudy
You experience one of the first beautiful autumn sun rises of the year, with clouds in the east turning pink before the sun climbs above the horizon. The sky is full of big puffy clouds. The temperature is a bit cool, but it promises to be a fairly nice day.
The road south of Cuxhaven is being used more than most times of the year, as farmers bring in crops of wheat and oats from the soggy farms south of town. The party finds the road on either side mixed with marshes, small ponds, cattails and much long grass, and to get around the carts its necessary to get off your horses and walk them.
After about two miles the carts thin out and you find you can ride most of the time. The Holsteiners are unusually light on their feet, and you discover much to your surprise that your asses hardly feel a thing - you find you must comment upon it, as without knowing it you've been given horses which are actually famous for not causing a sore ass after much riding. With a little experimentation from the fighters, you find the horses are quick to step up the pace, and extraordinarily easy to turn left or right, or come to a quick stop. The monk and the cleric find it somewhat more difficult to perform these motions, but the fighters have no difficulty, and even find they must cavort a little from pleasure.
You see the barn come up on the right, following a long steady climb onto a low ridge. It is completely wrecked, and painted a faded blue. All looks quiet. There is no horse tied up outside, nor any sign of a person being here.