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agreed that 16.00 hours was to be the pickup time and synchronised our watches. We had to ensure that David was there first to be ready for our guys coming out the rubbish chute, even if it meant him having to take the Salt Wind much earlier than this. There was too big a risk for them to be in the sea, especially with young children. We knew from our site that the adults could swim, but the three children certainly wouldn’t be able to hold their own for long in the water without adult support.
    Chapter Twenty Three
    There were a lot of risks in our plan, but other than wait and take our chances at Faslane, what option did we have if we were to get our group back together again and the guys out of that hell hole below.
    David and Paul were going to get as much fuel as possible, but there was no way we’d ever get back to Devon and our site in two small fishing boats. The maps that we had showed a canal route from the Clyde at Glasgow right across Scotland to Falkirk and the Firth of Forth, the Forth and Clyde Canal. I remembered seeing a program about it on the Discovery Channel not long before the outbreak. From the Firth of Forth you entered the North Sea and from there it wasn’t far down the coast to the North East of England and Northumberland, my home county, somewhere I knew very well and I was sure this would be an advantage in finding somewhere safe again.
    Chapter Twenty Four
    The plan was that David would board the Salt Wind at the earliest opportunity after its daily maintenance and lay low until it was time to leave. He would be waiting ready to pick up our Guys at the rubbish chute just before 16.00 hours.
    The rest of us were to carry out our duties as normal, and then at 17.00 hours we would board the Hope with Paul. Sophie would have the girls with her. Lia would arrange the girls medical to as close to 17.00 hours as possible.
    We arranged to meet up at the mouth of the Loch where David was picking up the guys from. David and Paul agreed coordinates from the maps. Keith, Gav and I then headed down to where the rest of our group was. It had been two days since we’d last seen them, so I was praying they were all okay.
    They were more or less where we had left them two evenings ago. Their mood wasn’t good, but they seemed pleased to see me. Kathy had been sleeping all day and wasn’t well at all. Liz and Alan were really worried about her. None of them had had anything to eat for three days now and had struggled to get water. Ken seemed in a bad way too.
    On the plus side, they all were up for our plan, anything was better than dying a slow death down here. The rubbish chute was in the same room as them so they could easily get to it. Apparently other people had went out of it already, they had no idea if they had a plan on the other side, or if it was just better than being down here, at least there was hope of something better on the other side. With the adults being able to swim it was decided the children would go either side of an adult so they could be supported through the chute from both sides and someone would be in the water ready for them. If it all went to plan, David would be on the other side waiting for them. We synchronised watches, had a group hug and I left them with a heavy heart again. At least if everything went as planned, we’d all be together again the following evening.
    I caught up with the other guys when we got back and told them that the plan was going ahead tomorrow. I spent the rest of the evening with Keith and my family. He said that if he found his fiancé and children at Faslane he wanted to join up with our group. I hugged him, this was great news. I was planning on going home at some point, so I told him if we weren’t there I would leave a note as to where we were going and do the same every time we had to move location so he would be able to track us easier, he already knew of the plan to follow the Forth and Clyde Canal, so would probably come across us there