The Track . TKG Take Ten . Travel

The best tracks are made by decades of feet.

Or goats. Sheep. Or people on horses.

At the farm Boo and I follow tracks made by the little paws of rabbits and bastard mink. Seen quite clearly through the long grasses.

The repeated foot falls of our big human feet pat out tracks laden with history. Lazy tracks. Lilting like water around bushes and rocks. Of course if a person or a goat or a sheep does not walk the track frequently the track will be quickly be reclaimed by plants and trees. Because as we know nature abhors a vacuum. But underneath the overgrowth the track will remain compacted down, waiting.

Today I follow another well worn track (though it has been paved and I will be in a bus) - up and over the hills and down into the lush plains of Hawkes Bay. Following in the footsteps of thousands maybe millions of other travelers over the years.

Over the Pahiatua Track.

You will see.

I am taking a bus so I can video it for you. This TKG Take Ten was shot yesterday but way too late for your predetermined slot. I do apologize. When I am traveling, often time does not align as it should 🤭.

Take care and talk soon.

Celi