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It is now 10:15 A.M. and we are resting. We are headed west to try to get to railroad near San Antonio, then go up railroad to San Antonio. Willis is in good spirits and feels fair. He did not lose much blood. It is 12 o'clock noon and we are about 2 miles from where we started, the going is so hard. Up and down and around mountains all the time. We are pretty well tired out. have to rest about every 10 minutes. Some wrenches and strains that I received in the fall are begining to show up. 1:10 P.M. We have hiked through the mountains nibbling a hard bread .and taking only a sip of water as we are far from water. We just came across two monster wild turkeys while climbing to the top of one of the highest peaks to get over hereabouts. Just before that we came across a trail and ducked behind some bushes to escape being seen by a man driving some pigs. We fear to be seen lest the news of our presence spread to the Villistas and murderers that we know to be in and about San Andres. We just ate 2 boiled eggs that we fortunately brought with us. 2:00 P.M. We have reached the top of the mountain and can see in the distance what we believe to be Laguna de San Bernabee SW of here. We have decided to work our way down into the valley to try to be there by nightfall so as to cross the valley under cover of darkness. We hope to find the pass with the railroad in it and follow that to San Antonio by Bustillos. Glad I insisted upon going to the top of the mountain for we feel we have our bearings. 2:25 P.M. We are resting again but we have new hope in that we see where we are going and feel that we are pursuing the shortest route home (not air route) Willis' head seems to be getting along all right but hsi leg pains considerable. I am getting sore feet from the rocks and bushes. Have fallen several times. We just came along the edge of a high precipice that was rather dangerous. We have found a trail in the distance with our glasses + we are working our way to it in hopes it will lead us into the valley of San Andres. 3:00 P.M. We have struck the trail and been working along in the brush and trees beside of it to avoid possible observation. Cows are pasturing here which might indicate the presence of natives also. We have decided to quit the trail and take to the hills to avoid observation if possible. 4:05 P.M. We have been cutting cross the hills, forsaking the trails we have struck and it is mighty hard fighting the prickly bushes and sharp stones. We are now at the edge of a precipice but shall try to work our way down rather than make a big detour. The river below is absolutely dry - just our luck. I threw away my overalls this morning, they were too heavy and caught so many bushes. Both of us are dead tired but we most go on and hike all night to hide our movements. I am anxious to get Willis to a doctor for his head should be sewed up - we might rest longer were it not for that. 4:40 P.M. Came across a good looking horse but no rider. Have a long canyoun to go through but we shall probably stick up on the side off the trail. A cool breeze has been a life-saver to us. 6:00 P.M. We crossed a large mountain and are hiking down a stream bed but no water. We hope to find water soon or we shall |
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