First steps

These first steps were to persuade myself and the others, that I can really do it.

These steps out of the city, into nature, the first crossroads and then the first decision, where to go.

I tended to take the road that looked more convenient. Tarred, downhill, in the direction of a place where people lived. But that inner voice knew better than me. More often than not, I had to go the other way.