This Which Way challenge is all about capturing the roads, walks, trails, rails, steps, signs, etc. we move from one place to another on. You can walk on them, climb them, drive them, ride on them, as long as the specific way is visible. Any angle of a bridge is acceptable as are any signs.
There won’t ever a topic to this challenge. All you need have is the “way” visible and the main focus of your photo. Here is a list of acceptable “ways”:
- Roads: gravel, asphalt, cobbled, dirt, freeway, expressway, highway, bridges
- Indoor walkways: hallways, aisles, people movers
- Outdoor walks: sidewalks, paths, trails
- Stairs, elevators, escalators, or steps: indoors, outdoors
- Railway tracks, monorails, ski lifts
- Runways and tarmacs
- Ferry’s, canals and locks
- Parking lots, private driveways
- Signs of any kind: directional, informational, store signs, wind vanes
- Maps that are posted as signs
Sonofabeach is the host for this challenge, please take a minute to visit him 🙂
Here’s my take on it this week;
Life is funny sometimes… Not “haha” funny, but sneeking on you with a bag full of surprises, waiting for these moments when your eyes and your heart are really open and ready for something special to happen.
This picture is the reminder of a moment like that.
If you follow my Vikingland’s wandering on The Turtle’s Journey, you’ll soon see many more pictures taken in the area of Thy, in the North-Western part of Denmark.
That Sunday morning, I had decided to go to Thy’s national park. Many people had recommended it to me, knowing how I enjoyed a good walk in the wilderness. I had a little snack ready, and I was preparing for a day of wandering, when I realized that the bus that went to Thy’s Park wasn’t on service on Sundays… Just my luck!
It was a warm, beautiful day, and I didn’t want to waste it indoors, so I quickly scrolled around on Google Earth, and found out that I was only a short bus ride away from Klitmøller (also known as “Cold Hawaii”) and though it wasn’t in my plans to visit Klitmøller when I first arrived in Thisted, it seemed like a nice plan B.
So I walked to the bus station, thinking about spending my afternoon at the beach, with my toes in the sand and the sun on my face. I was happy with my change of plans.
When I got to the station, to say it wasn’t crowded would be an understatement.
There was no passenger on the 322, and the driver was standing alone by the open door. Tall, well built (and quite handsome, I must say), I walked to the man to ask about the fare and if I had to get a ticket at the station, or if I could pay in the bus, and then I waited close by, for the departure.
I was the only one to hop on the 322, when the time came to leave Thisted, and I decided to sit in the front. I don’t like to force people into a conversation, but seen how not very popular this ride seemed to be, this time of year, I figured the driver probably didn’t get to chit chat a lot during his working day, and maybe, just maybe, he’d enjoy a little company.
I was indeed lucky, because he soon engaged a conversation, asking where I came from, and where I was traveling to. He suggested to drop me a bit farther than Klitmøller, in Hanstholm, where I could spend almost an hour sightseeing before he could pick me up and take me to Cold Hawaii as planned. He then had another hour or so of driving around before passing by Klitmøller again, on his way back to Thisted.
It seemed like a great plan, and I happily agreed. I got a guided tour of the Thy area. My charming driver had a break to spend in Klitmøller, and we ended up chatting again at a picnic table while he ate his snack, and then went for a walk along the empty beach, sharing about his life in Denmark, and mine in Canada.
As it had happened in the past, it amazed me how easily I could connect with someone I had never seen before. The conversation was so easy, like longtime friends just catching up…
I was grateful for the chance encounter!
And I still am. Thank you, Life, for these magic little moments!