He supposes it shouldn't be a surprise that inventing an ocean out of whole cloth takes a while, but it's still quite annoying.  Since he's not all that tired yet, Jacob continues until there's no longer enough light to see what he's doing.<br/><br/>At that point, he stops for the night, tying his horse to something suitable, building a fire, and sitting with his back to a good-sized rock.  It should keep off predators, anyway, assuming there still are some around.<br/><br/>Trail rations aren't the most filling of food, but hopefully he won't need them anymore in a few days.  Jacob drifts off to sleep, already planning the changes he'll make on the morrow.