Here I am, aged about 23 or 24, sitting on top of a mountain in the Lake District in England. I'm nonchalantly crunching my way through an apple, looking for all the world like I walk up mountains every day.
Here I am, ten years later, in Florence, looking for all the world like a natural Irish redhead on a relaxed holiday.
The months leading up to this trip were difficult, difficult times and the maintenance on that auburn do was a full-time job (because I'm not naturally a redhead ...nor am I Irish). You'd never guess any of this from the photo, would you? (And those 3 weeks in Italy were fabulous).
When I think of adventures, there's always a background of something overcome... darkness before dawn, little engines that could... GETTING THERE is what it's about and it makes everything worthwhile.
Tomorrow I'm off to Sydney, to the AQM and to teach some classes. Nervous-Nellie-newby-driver that I am, I'm driving up BY MYSELF. (I plan to take lots of breaks, lots of snacks and a couple of audio books).
I'll show you photos when I get there.