Thick, long-lasting fog was predicted.
So up early and on my bike to the nearest forest.
There was nobody there except a few ducks and geese, gently floating back and forth on the lake. I took many pictures, but I like the last one best.
I saw it as I was leaving the forest.
A motorcyclist dressed all in black, heading for the end of the tunnel.
That was exactly the atmosphere I was looking for.
In 1997 I moved from Amsterdam to the charming town of Zutphen - situated on the river IJssel.
In 1998 a tibetan terrier came into our family, who had to be walked in the forelands a few times a day. Every morning the IJssel river offered a different sight:
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