Finally we found the stack of carefully placed rocks and we had our sign... the wet walkers had been here We exchanged looks and Raff gently guided our mule and enormous wagon off the trail on to a faintly used path that led down a gentle slope into a breathtaking wooded area. The path turned sharply... and there it was just in time as evening shadows slowly turned into darkness. It was a dwelling, dark, desolate, seemingly deserted. Bits and...