The ridge path in fog
Walks ·I left before sunrise, hoping to see the valley from the ridge. Instead, the fog came up to meet me, and for three hours the world was twenty metres wide.
I left before sunrise, hoping to see the valley from the ridge. Instead, the fog came up to meet me, and for three hours the world was twenty metres wide.
Sixty kilometres, two campsites, one very generous café owner, and more wind than I thought possible in July.