“We have come to an impasse. As you are well aware, the farther we move from the shore and into the mountains, the more often we have come across small falls, rapids or other discontinuities. We have found a way to overcome all, until now. A cascade which, though small, is surrounded by sheer cliffs, now stands between us and our goal. It is impossible to portage our craft and provisions around this wild water and no clear trail can be found.

“We are now setting up a small fort, where we plan to winter. Come Spring, we will either find an alternative route or call off our quest.

“At this time, all forward motion has come to an end.”

Reg read the note from his forward captain, Dwight Pashey, three times over.

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