Today I made a few different turns on my way home. One of those changes dead-ended along l'Allondon and added some doubling back to my already long trip. I did get to see a group of tiny firecrests, a fox, half a dozen deer, and a brief glimpse of sunlight that I would have missed going a more direct route. It seems that I end up with wet/muddy feet, tangled in overgrowth, clambering up a steep slope, dodging barbed wire and electric fences, splintered with chestnut husks, wandering a few extra miles, and always (just briefly) lost whenever I look for new trails to connect a route back to the house, but it's always an adventure. Make a "wrong" turn today - cheers to exploring!
