Spring 920 MC
A mere two weeks later, they left Bodden. Richard had never travelled beyond the borders of the barony before, and he found the whole idea of the trip exhilarating. His enthusiasm soon dampened, however, after sitting for endless days watching the trees as they rolled past.
Wincaster was an immense distance to travel, some three hundred miles, making it necessary to camp each night in tents that were carried in a wagon that followed behind. The first such night proved to be of interest as they stopped near the border of the Whitewood, but the farther they travelled, the less enticing the terrain became.
The beginning leg of the journey was upon the Bodden-Tewsbury road, which consisted of little more than cart tracks and ruts. The trip was bumpy, and on more than one occas
