The Long-Standing Online Campaign, beginning in Germany, travelling through Italy and Greece to the Sea of Azov.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
A Cart Track Upwards
Feb 2, 1651, late afternoon
Weather: with brisk temperatures and overcast conditions, with a moderate breeze
It takes the party two hours to journey six miles down from the hill whereat they spotted the sheep, into the currant fields shown on the map below.
Altogether the party has travelled about 12 miles today. The currant fields, then the olive groves to the north of them, are spread over low hills which allow occasional glimpses of the sea to the west. The land is, therefore, anything but flat. Still, you can see the great last hill to the north (that part of the map that's a darker green, covering four hexes), separated by a small valley perhaps a quarter mile across.
It is at this point that, coming again into sight of this last hill (as you have occasionally several times already) that you see something you had not seen before. It is low upon the hill, so obscured previously ... it is collection of people, perhaps four dozen, across the valley and at about the same level as yourselves. These people are not together ... they are strung along a thin mountain track, barely the width of a cart, which the party can just see between rocks. From your vantage point, they seem mostly to be women - evidenced by the loose, colorful clothing. At this distance you cannot see features.
Moving along the track is a small, open cart without any sides or gate, but with a fence all around that rises up seven-eight feet. It is being pulled up the hill by a burro. There are two children, young teenagers, inside the fencing ... but unless someone has a pocket telescope, there's no more detail than that which the party can see.
You can't see where the track goes ... it disappears into a grove of twisted pines above where the women are located.