July 24, 2023
With a couple of friends, one of which acted as a guide, I went on my wettest run ever. Up and down beautiful forest hills, many trails more of streams than anything else. My full focus was on where was placing my feet, determined to not fall flat on my face if I could avoid it. From time to time, more rain fell. After the first miscalculation of puddle depth, it did not really matter anymore if your feet landed in water or not, they were already as wet as they could possibly get. Everything was precisely that wet.
It was also vibrant, lush, green, alive and breathing. It was easily my favourite run in a very long time.
And the shower afterward was not half bad, either.