Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Breakfast in Siberia

I think I may have been a tracker in a former life. Not a type of pension fund or investment, mind, but an intrepid and tenacious hunter. I was up early-ish this morning to another inch and more of the same whiteout for two hours through the woods and fields. 

Starting out in the dark the dawn soon broke just as another snow flurry arrived. In the woods I came across some pretty hefty deer tracks and I could imagine myself stealing through the snowy undergrowth in my snow shoes.

Some way through the fields just under a hedge the snow was patchy and it looked like a rabbit hadn't had such a good morning. Back after 11 miles for breakfast.   

Must get some work done...

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