We have fallen into the trap of believing that territory needs to be virgin for exploration to be possible or, failing this, an explorer must risk their life and dance with the extremes of physical endurance. Neither of these notions is true.
Tristan Gooley, 'The Natural Explorer'
After less than five minutes in my car I arrive at the coastline; my favourite nearby place to explore being where the Elliot is absorbed into the North Sea. I cannot tell you how many times I have visited this location for I frequent it regularly. Whether to lose myself in my thoughts and merge into the landscape, take photographs or to collect from the tide line. It is a dependable location, always there for me, providing me with solace, food for the soul and treasures from the sea. What I can tell you though is that the view is never the same.......ever changing.......endlessly providing me with inspiration and comfort.
In the hills too my soul is free to leave my body but the physical effort required to reach
the summit is sometimes too great as I am physically, mentally and environmentally challenged. The coast is my mother and the hills are my father. I am punished and rewarded by each. I cannot live without either and I am constantly torn betwixt the two of them