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Rainbow has asked Jarn to keep an eye out for fish in his explorations — the trap hasn’t caught much lately.
Year 8 Day 131
I’ve spent so much time swimming and exploring the possibilities of the salt lake that I haven’t done much else. There are no fish in the lake, of course, but there is a freshwater river flowing into it from the north, along the trench I saw earlier. I should really check out its source, and I could keep my senses alert for fish on the way.
It’s still hot, close to the middle of summer there, so I flew fairly high to escape the worst of the heat. Even at altitude I could see that a ribbon of greenery bordered the river, and coming lower, I found actual trees. To both sides were mountains, with desert beyond them, but ahead was another lake, this one, from the evidence of the river, fresh. Not a large lake, and in fact much smaller than the salt lake, but one teeming with fish.
The water is warm, though not as warm as the salt lake, and the surface of the water is still well below sea level. The river runs through it, and a very quick exploration of the river northward suggests it comes from a marshy lake which gathers water from the surrounding hills. It is still in the trough, with no connection to the tideless sea.
Jarn’s Journal is the journal of a human-like alien stranded in Africa some 125,000 years ago. He has befriended a group of our ancestors and is exploring the world on which he finds himself. This post is much shortened from a longer version on my main blog. For the entire Journal to date, see my author site. Jarn’s story is part of the back story of the world in which my science fiction is set.