Country Boy
The trail unfolds without urgency. A narrow ribbon of dirt and stone, winding through fields thick with the scent of warm grass and something older, settled deep in the land. They move in quiet intervals—running, walking, pausing—letting the rhythm of the place set the pace. A gate swings open, metal cold against sun-warmed hands. A herd of cows turns to watch, unbothered.
There is no need to check the route; the way forward hums beneath their feet, stitched into the rise and fall of the hills. A church spire in the distance, the shimmer of a stream cutting through the valley, the slow drift of cloud shadows over limestone—these are the only markers that matter.
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Photography: adriaanlouw1
Runners: alexzono / declantate / bert_pauw
