A sense of liberation today. All the things I wanted to achieve, I either have or haven’t! The world kept spinning and for 50 of those revolutions I’ve been but a small grain of sand in the cosmos.
The only thing I wanted to do was to catch the sunrise, to look into the awe of the world and admire its majestic nature. The last few years I’ve been doing this but pretty sure I’d set off in the dark last time. The sky already had tinge of pink and orange that merges into what I call a space blue. The kind that a pilot might witnesses day in day out at 20,000 feet. We set out the door with a little bit of panic in our stride. Let’s say I did and perhaps a little too fast! It was so bright and crisp that I was worried that I’d missed it, that my data was wrong, or perhaps the definition of sun rise was something else.
It’s a good 45-minute walk and despite the below zero temperature I was roasting by the time we’d hit the foot of the hill. Thirty minutes in with a twenty-minute climb to go. Perhaps my pace and the new pair of long johns! I bought my first pair last week, feeling that for a man of my age it’s a kind of investment! That and a preparing for ski trip we’ve got coming up. I thought I’d give them a try….wow, where have they been all my life!
At this point I was starting to feel comfortable that the sun hadn’t hit the horizon yet. The rocky steps cold and icy. Part of the rock that doesn’t see any sun at this time of year. I’d stop momentarily to take a picture and secretly catch my breath.
A little bit of a false summit as you turn back on yourself on the final way to the top. A well-trodden path. Relief to see a little community at the top, waiting eagerly. Mainly students, folk with time on their hands, the odd tourist. The locals too crazy to tackle the ice at this time of year!
I felt blessed as we sat down, despite the cold and my fingers raw from taking photographs on the way up. Keen to mark the moment and capture that sky. First a chink, next a slither with a pace that didn’t hold back. The tips of the new town, the tenements bathed in a sprinkle of light. A different definition to the city streets that I wanted to memorise. Miles of cars on the daily grind oblivious to the change I was witnessing from up on a high. A spectacle in itself.
The sunrise was just beautiful as the well wishes started coming in on my phone. I was able to share a selfie in response. Proof I’d made it to the top, proof I’d hit the milestone, proof that I could still climb the hill. Proof that the world keeps spinning.
The #WeekendCoffeeShare is an informal weekly link-up hosted by Natalie the Explorer that serves as weekly heart beat and sort of of a mind-dump. Helps me reflect on my week, with a list of achievements, thoughts and rambles normally whilst drinking a beverage probably listening to music.
