Mist peels its way up the valley and I’m glad. There’s something very comforting about being incased in cloud. In mist. In a trillion trillion suspended drops of water. Clear days can be so….clear. Sometimes you don’t want clarity, you don’t want the big picture, you just want a big misty hug from Mother Nature.
Like this day.
I didn’t want to see for miles at all. I didn’t even want to see around the next bend in the single track trail. I just wanted to deal with one piece of the world at a time and absolutely nothing at all outside this forest. Outside my immediate surroundings. I stopped for a drink and a bird squawked above me. That’s fine. I can handle that. [Read more…] about Earth, Mud and Mountain Bikes – A Trip to Afan Forest