Even in these mercifully emancipated decades, many people still seem quite seriously alarmed at the prospect of sleeping away from officially consecrated campsites, with no more equipment than they can carry on their backs. When pressed, they babble about snakes or bears or even, by God, bandits. But the real barrier, I'm sure, is the unknown.
Colin FletcherEvery walk of life falls under the Testicular Imperative: Either you have the world by them, or it has you.
Colin FletcherFreed from the pressure of haste, the tyranny of film, and now the restraint of clothes, I found myself looking more closely at what went on around me.
Colin FletcherDetails of the many walks I made along the crest have blurred, now, into a pleasing tapestry of grass and space and sunlight.
Colin FletcherIt is always there, of course, when you come back from the green world. You have been living by sunrise and sunset, by wind and rain, surrounded by the ebb and flow of lives that respond only to such simple, rhythmic elements. But now the tone and tempo of the days switch. Instead of harmony, jangle.
Colin Fletcher