Sunday 21st September 2025
Bowland Climber on his latest post praised the rare silence he experienced on his latest local walk. That is something precious and rare.
I still walk on Thursdays with my old friend Pete from way-back-when, although at ninety and suffering from rheumatoid arthritis the walking is much restricted, but we still enjoy an hour at Café Ambio.
We walked together in Norway back in 1960 crossing glaciers and climbing Mt. Galdhopiggen. On our last evening we walked from our accommodation to a viewpoint several hundred feet above a fiord. The sun was setting at this conclusion of some of the best trekking either of us had ever experienced, enhanced by discovering that stunning scenery and environment new to us. Silence and peace was in charge. except for...
...the “put-put-put” of a motor boat far far below in the fiord masquerading as a toy and for some mystical reason with its respectfully muffled tones seeming to contribute to one of the most cherished moments in my eighty five years.
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