Gravel – ice – gravel – ice – gravel –ice. In some places the gravel, frozen into the ice, is neatly suspended above more gravel. I’m good at walking on ice now. Weeks of practice and I no longer need to think about it, except when I come to a section of ice-free footpath. I rediscover the old style of walking and unlike ice walking I become fully aware of what I am doing.

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