Ilkley Bento

Last Sunday morning, as a volunteer I went to support a trail-walk event took place at the Ilkley Moor. Over the route, all the living elements – group walking, heartbeats, the air – couldn't help but talked to me that it was the first time I came without 'running'. Relatively, time seemed to be stretched out with tranquility.

My role was the Tail Walker.

There was a 30-minute lunch break once we arrived at the Cow and Calf Rocks. Jogging up towards the topside, the view immediately reminded me somewhere in Bretagne. A few steps climbed down there was a little hidden spot covered by the rock. This is the place where would echo parallelly to the other hidden place accompanied by the blue ocean waves.

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