Aire Mile 72 Beal 25’ -1°C

 

Aire Mile 72 Beal 25’ -1°C

I had parked next to a Highway Maintenance 4x4 truck & trailer and struck up a conversation with the driver. He was waiting to pick up a mower which was out cutting the flood banks. I told him what I was doing. As I set off on foot downriver, he drove off. The day was to be an out and back walk following the huge meanders spent the next three hours utterly alone: a moving dot on a wide flat landscape.

As I returned to my car, the truck turned up and the driver asked me how my day had gone. I wonder if he’d been watching and decided to come out to meet me. The thought makes me smile: great things happen.