Twenty five years

My hiking boots
My hiking boots

I guess you can see it. They really show how old they are. But they still go strong. Up and down the hill. Walking on the soft moss that covers the rocks like a carpet and when I look for blueberries.

In the mornings they get a bit wet and cannot hold water very well anymore. My socks get wet but I do not mind. They have walked hundreds of kilometres and in many countries.

Twenty five years is a long journey.