Walking the walk by iandsmith
I crossed the small hill and drifted silently towards Fussen. Picking up a trail I kept telling my tired legs it's just one step after the other. Sooner or later you will get there.Interspersing my journey with photo stops, getting misplaced and sitting down where opportunity arose, I made ground towards my destination. The scenery was very pretty and, on another day, I would have enjoyed it immensely.
Coming across things like Mexican hairless dogs (pic 4) were also diversions. I mean, seriously, a naked dog and it's bordering on minus temperatures and they're out for a walk. What are people thinking of?
At another stage I crawled under a school fence hoping to get a nice reflection shot but it turned out only average (pic 3).
Cutting through the outskirts I hoped to foreshorten my journey and I proved successful in that venture.
