] TEN MILES FROM THE IRAQI BORDER — J. and I are
] sitting in the middle of mountain valley, protected
] from surveillance by scrub and rocky outcroppings.
] Overhead the roar and rumble of bombers echoes
] against the mountain walls. Every now and then,
] we can hear the dull thuds of exploded ordinance
] — over Mosul? — as the sounds of the blasts roll
] through the valleys and off the sheer faces
] surrounding us. It is overcast, which is lucky.
] Tonight, we will ford one of the Tigris’
] tributaries and then walk two to three hours on
] foot — with a guide — into Iraq.

Christopher Evet appears to have made it to Iraq.. Lets hope his sat phone dosen't crap out on him again.