country. There were too many abandoned cars and other obstructions in the city. Once she thought see saw some people but she wasn’t sure. The SAV threw up so much snow that at times it was hard to see anything but what was in front of them.
Wynd could tell that the cold snowy weather was also affecting the dinosaurs. She passed a few individual dinosaurs but never more than one or two at a time. She had always thought that the dinosaurs didn’t hibernate until a few months back.
“Jocelyn, how much longer will it be?” asked Wynd.
“At our current rate of travel, it will be approximately noon tomorrow before we are in range of the crash site,” said Jocelyn.
Wynd groaned, lay back in the seat, and tried to rest as much as possible. She didn’t know how bad it was going to be when she got there but she wanted to be rested because she had a feeling she was going to be travelling by foot for quite some distance.
It was rough travelling through the rest of the day and night. They made it quicker than anticipated. Around nine o’clock the next morning they made it to the edge of the Shenandoah National Park. Although there had been a few more roads added over the past century, not much had changed in the Park. Wynd knew that with the Park being so densely wooded, it was going to be hard to get close to the crash site.
“Wynd, there is a helmet in the compartment between the seats. You will need to put that on. Travel from here on in will be extremely treacherous,” said Jocelyn.
Wynd put the helmet on and the SAV shot forward again. Wynd didn’t know how many times she was tossed around in her harness. The travel was a constant twisting, turning, climbing and going over small trees and brush as Jocelyn drove the SAV with a wild abandon to try and reach their location. Although Jocelyn’s calculations were near to perfect, several times they had to stop and go another direction. Wynd could tell that they were slowly ascending the mountain. They crested a small rise and Jocelyn slid the SAV to a stop right at the bank of a raging mountain stream.
Chapter 14
“This is as close as I can get the SAV without taking two extra days to try it from another direction. Besides in approximately one hundred yards the signal from me to the SAV will be jammed. I have scanned and scanned the area and still have not found the source of the jamming,” said Jocelyn.
“How far are we from the crash site?” asked Wynd.
“Based on my calculations, you are approximately four miles from the crash,” said Jocelyn. “Just maintain a northerly direction and you should be able to find it.”
Generally most people wouldn’t consider a four mile hike very bad but Wynd knew it was going to be a rough trip. She would have to travel over a smaller hill and down into a canyon and then start her final ascent. She eyed the stream in front of her, and hoped she would be able to cross the stream without falling in. The snow and ice just added to her chances of failure. She slowly raised her protective sunglasses and then looked up the side of the mountain she was about to ascend. She kept reminding herself that Marcus was up there alone and probably hurting. She steeled herself, donned her gloves, tightened her boots, grabbed her rifle, and prepared to step out in the snow.
Before she could leave, Jocelyn spoke up.
“Wynd if you will open the front passenger compartment, you will find a one hundred terabyte flash drive. I have loaded a skeleton version of my operating system on to the drive. There are several stations located in the Park that have computer terminals. If you find one, you can load the drive and this may give me a chance to diagnose and possibly circumvent the jamming,” said Jocelyn. “Please be careful.”
“Thanks Jocelyn. I will,” said Wynd as she retrieved the drive and stepped out into the snow. The snow was coming down even harder and