Two days later, everyone in Brandon's group woke up early to begin their journey.
Although it was still early—barely 6 a.m.—the sun was already out and shining. Just as Brandon had predicted, the snow began to melt, exposing parts of the paved road beneath.
"Wow, I never thought I would miss seeing the asphalt!" said David. He was holding Laura's hand, walking her out onto the ground.
Laura took careful steps, making sure she didn't lose her balance. Although she was only four months pregnant, her belly had already begun to show.
The group of twenty slowly walked down the street, carrying all of their belongings on their backs. They didn't have a vehicle, so they had to make the trip on foot.
Brandon walked at the front with his wife, leading the others toward the small town that was closest to the mountain.
"We should hopefully make it there before nightfall," said Brandon, trying to maintain a decent pace.
