Mount Noah

In just a few minutes, the big rig reached the bridge that leads from the Tribus mainland to the base of the island's namesake mountain. After nearly twenty minutes down the road, the camp crew finally caught sight of the mass of the unnamed peak, and the truck finally stopped. Here, a jumbled white cloud bank appeared to rise.

I was both anxious and eager to get started. I could see the mysterious mountain that had been part of the folk stories since we were in Samaria.

This is where the gods once called home. My thoughts were muffled as I relived my dad's tales.

As seen from above, Mt. Noah resembled a massive inverted boat. Perhaps it was named after Noah's ark, which provided safety for countless species before the Day of Judgment. All Tribians held the site in the highest regard. Because of this, logging and mining were not allowed there.