The Winding Northward Road

by Rambling Writer


Day 20

Arrived at Rambling Rock Ridge at noon.  Small canyon, bare walls, a bit more than just a “ridge”, although one side was a lot taller and steeper than the other.  Maybe it’s named for that imbalance?  Thought there’d be a river running through the bottom, to carve it out, but climbed down and didn’t see anything, not even a small creek.  Wonder what could’ve caused something like this, or if it’s even natural; could’ve been carved by magic blasts or something.  But they’d need to be big blasts, like maybe something one of the Princesses would be able to do…  I dunno.  Look into it later, maybe.

Looks to be a minor tourist destination; there was a platform overlooking a good spot on the ridge (I’m calling the taller side the “ridge”), but not much else in the way of construction.  Dirt path leading to there from a nearby town.  Maybe four or five ponies there.  No signs saying “don’t go down into the canyon” or anything, but it looked like I was the only one climbing down.  Then again, there wasn’t much down there that wasn’t up top.

One of the tourists said the place was the site of a major battle during the Second Pony-Griffon War, where Admiral Neighson smashed General Grayfeather’s griffon forces with a cunning pincer movement.  When I pointed out there wasn’t a Second Pony-Griffon War, or Admiral Neighson, or General Grayfeather, she just scoffed and said it was VERY well covered up.  I shot a Look at another tourist and knew she was thinking the same thing I was: cuckoo, cuckoo.

I decided to not also point out that admiral is a naval rank, not a terrestrial one.  And that it’d need to be a VERY cunning pincer movement to trap griffons, since they can, y’know, FLY.  And that if they were stupid enough to get caught in the canyon, it was probably more to do with the ineptitude of the griffon’s commanders than whoever “Neighson” was.  Sheesh, I barely even know anything about the military and I know all this!

Stayed at Rambling Rock Ridge for an hour or so, then started heading north.  North-northeast, to be precise.  Heading to… Foal Mountain, I think.  The map cuts out there, so it’s hard to tell.  Can see it in the distance; guessing two or three days of travel.  From what I can see, everything between there and here looks to be the same kind of land: some grassland, mostly forest.  Shouldn’t be too hard.  (And now that I’ve said that…)  Based on the map, there should be a river I can follow for easy water.

Canyon with no source; cause;
At least, none that I can see.
Specul
I spec
I won
I ponder on it.

Ancient battlefield?
Carved by mag
Carved by unicorns of old?
Lost to mists of time.