watch where you step

On the island, there are a lot of dirt bikers, and they tear up the trails. On the gr131, there are signs prohibiting then, but it doesn't matter. Trails where they don't go are a delight...a narrow path up pine needled slopes. But when they have been there, the path is wide, full of rocks to stumble on, as they seek the unspoiled edges for a smoother ride. 

Alas! But it's teaching me something about conscious walking. I really have to think about every step. Over many hours, stumbles and odd angles of footfall on rocks makes the feet hurt. I have to walk like a deer, not the confidant big stride walker of our dreams. Testing, delicate, smaller steps, but rapid. This takes brain power.

Occasionally I risk a look up at the surroundings, but always pay for it with a stumble in the next steps.

Heading back out after a great rest day.