Silently he turned and with a gesture from his arm he led the group along the path. They were constantly annoyed by the many tree branches that overhung the trail with the tree ferns being the worst offenders, which was mitigated by the exquisite perfume that emanated from the surrounding trees. The trail circled around a low embankment that was covered with ferns and stopped before a door that faced southeast towards a high hill outside the military base, which they had seen earlier on their way in.